(July 5, 2016 at 8:13 am)robvalue Wrote: I thought I was getting over these pills.
Maybe I have. It's hard to know now whether it's just residual depression. I'm suspecting it might be.
I'm lacking the motivation to do very much. I'm not hardly enjoying anything I do. They just seem to be things to do, to keep insanity from the gate. The only thing I crave and actually enjoy right now is having good company, conversation and hugs. I'm lucky I've met a lot of people who fit the bill here, I just wish I lived closer to my wonderful friends.
There is one other thing I want to do though, and that's support other people who are also suffering. When someone needs me, I seem to grow extra strength, physically and mentally. I rise to it, and it's one of the only pure feelings of worth and joy I can experience these days. I used to do it on a helpline for a while, but it proved a bit too much for me.
Rob, if you ever want to talk to someone who has been around that block many times and has seen the light at the end of the tunnel and found it to NOT be the headlamp of the oncoming train, feel free to PM me. Sometimes just having someone to vent to helps - someone who has been there.