I just had a thought as I ponder my recent struggle with depression and anxiety. 2019 has been a rough year. Good news is I’m seeing flickers of my old happier self. I’m humming along to the radio, looking forward to doing things again, all I think good signs. I am sad when I read so many posts here that people express their hopelessness and consider suicide. I thought of a lifesaving fire on a cold night. If the kindling is wet, the fire isn’t going to start unless you have an accelerant. Depression isn’t going to go away unless you prepare yourself to be receptive to the treatment, whatever that it. Maybe drugs, talk therapy, excercise, sunshine, good nutrition, etc. So if your fire isn’t starting yet, don’t quit. You just don’t have the right combination. Maybe you need an accelerant, lol. I don’t know exactly why I feel better. We switched around some meds, been seeing a therapist, prayer, lots of time with our animals. I’m thankful that I’m feeling good feelings again. If nothing else, I guess I’m trying to say to the hopeless, don’t quit.
Another thought, those of us who’s fire is out, once we get it back, I would dare to say we would look at life deeper, with more appreciation. Maybe those of us who know what the cold and darkness feel like, appreciate the fire even deeper?💜