I suffer from depression as I’ve posted earlier. I actually think suffer is sometimes and understatement.
I live in a rural area having lived here two years ago. I don’t have any friends or relatives in the area. I did want to move near my sister but being retired I couldn’t afford where she and her husband lives.
In a sense being a bit of a distance away can be a good thing. I can’t confide in her as she gets all upset and makes me feel even worse. She doesn’t understand depression and anxiety.
One thing I wish I could do is call up my parents and talk to them. They passed away at 90 and 91 years old. I have a couple blankets my mother crocheted that give me a bit of comfort. (I’ve also previously posted where I wasn’t the best daughter and have the most painful regrets as a result.)
Sure I can talk to them either out loud or in my head but that isn’t the same as hearing them and feeling their love and concern. What I wouldn’t give to see them or talk on the phone with them one last time. 💔