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I had an unusually bad bout of depression. So I really couldn't force myself to even sit in front of a monitor and watch myself rant and snivel. Now I think I am coming out of that. Partly at least.

This is bad. This thing called depression. Even the knowledge that you are not alone in enduring the numbness is barely sufficient consolation. But I must thank those did bother to read my blog even when it was not being updated. Hey, Rain, special thanks to you, friend.

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Anonymous said…
Loner, I'm glad to see you're back. Are you taking any kind of meds for your depression? When you fall into those deep, dark times, it's hard to pull yourself out. I've been there too many times. In my life when things get that bad, and they do, I just pray.

Is there anyone you can talk to? It doesn't have to be a professional. When I was younger, I used to self medicate myself when the dark days would come. I'd go out drinking until I couldn't feel the pain anymore. I don't do that today, but I would be lying if I said the thought didn't cross my mind occassionaly.

I've met another blogger who suffers from depression. It sounds strange, but it's comforting to know there are others out there that know how we feel.

I was starting to get a bit worried because you hadn't posted in a while. I understand, though, not having the energy to post. Were you able to go to work? Are you eating?
Pradeep VM said…
Rain. You are a true friend. A rare breed, I am sure you will agree.
Yes I did work. As for eating, it fluctuates, you know, the well known bulemia-anorexia seesaw. I just felt kind of drained. Nothing a determined blogger cannot handle, right !!

I used to drink a lot too. Not anymore, though. Gave up that habit. As for medicines, not much of that either these days.

The staggering weight you feel when you are in one of these moods, just has to pass away by itself. The great healer stuff, you know. I hope I not am being too incoherent.

I agree with you. Blogging certainly brings birds of the same feather together, even the depressed ones ! That sure is a relief.

Thanks for caring.

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