For all of you that may know me, or at least knew me before one year ago knew me as being a very happy, bubbly, sociable and outgoing person. I live and breathe for my husband and children. They are my life.
If I was to meet someone new today, they may describe me as a recluse, home body, anti-social and quite possibly a snob. I prefer the old me and have been working very hard to get back to that.
This article will focus on my life in the past year, but let me give you a brief description of my life prior to this. Mother of two, married over twenty years, one child with a serious medical condition, one child with serious injuries, a husband that is disabled and a brother that commit suicide.
I was diagnosed with severe depression. All I did was sleep. I was seeing my regular doctor, my psychiatrist and my therapist on a regular basis. These are the only times I left my house. I didn’t want to see or talk to anyone. This in itself saddens me because I have some very amazing friends out there and some of them were also going through their own tough times and I couldn’t be there for them. It was killing me.
So part of my therapy was to get out of bed and try to focus on something. I went on the computer. This is when I discovered all of the mindless Facebook games. Not only did I focus on them, I was obsessed with them. It was awful and I knew it. I kept telling my therapist that these are games that children would play. I am an adult woman and couldn’t stop.
Through therapy I was now turning my gaming energy into blogging. This seemed better. Blogging was starting to be beneficial. The more that I would write about my feelings and what I was going through, the more followers I would get. And some of them would reply and offer amazing advice that would really get the wheels in my head turning.
Let’s sit back and look at the big picture for the past year. I wasn’t able to leave my house, I was very depressed, I wasn’t earning a living to support my family, I couldn’t pay my bills and there was nothing I could do about any of it. This adds to the depression. I spend all of my time in my room, so there goes that happy family dynamic that we once had. I was failing as a wife and mother, miserably.
In the meantime I lost my medical insurance. No medical insurance and no income lead to no more doctors. I am on my own. What am I supposed to do? Where is my therapist? I need her so badly right now. I need to sit back, take a deep breath and try to remember everything that she has been telling me for almost a year.
Focus. Breathe. Write. Work through my emotions. Look at the big picture. Alright, I can do this. I need to do this. I don’t have a choice. Focus, focus on what? Alright then just breathe. Go to your blog and just focus on writing about your emotions and just take slow deep breaths while doing it until you come up with something. What have you learned about yourself in the past year? I have learned that I am a philanthropist. I have also learned that I love to write. I have also learned that if I am to get my family back on our feet I need to start my own business of some sort. I need to be home to take care of everyone and I need to earn an income while doing it.
My run with depression is far from over, but by staying focused and practicing the techniques that my therapist taught me, I can manage it for the most part. Knowledge is power. And I plan on being the most powerful woman in America.