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Jun. 29th, 2009 05:30 pmToday I've been voyaging through my own past. I've been asked for bits and pieces of myself and, in filling those requests I found myself looking at my last two years.
I've been wondering why I was easily depressed. Now it's obvious. I've lost six relatives (two close), had a major illness (and am still recovering from it, though I did finish the last of my megacortisone last week, so hopefully the end is near) and have had entirely unpredictable work. There have been as many good things as bad, but some of the bad is of a lifechanging variety.
July is a new year, I've decided. I'm allowed to be miserable since I've earned that right, but I'm also allowed to be happy. I'd start immediately, but I rather suspect that happiness is hard to find the day before a colonoscopy.
I've been wondering why I was easily depressed. Now it's obvious. I've lost six relatives (two close), had a major illness (and am still recovering from it, though I did finish the last of my megacortisone last week, so hopefully the end is near) and have had entirely unpredictable work. There have been as many good things as bad, but some of the bad is of a lifechanging variety.
July is a new year, I've decided. I'm allowed to be miserable since I've earned that right, but I'm also allowed to be happy. I'd start immediately, but I rather suspect that happiness is hard to find the day before a colonoscopy.