Categories: depression, family
Date: 12 November 2006 20:17:20
I thought with summer approaching, and we had a warm, and humid, taste of it yesterday, I could, perhaps, say goodbye to depression for a few months: the sun is shining, birds are singing...I could be happy. But unfortunately the brain, my brain, seems to have its own timetable.
One of the worst aspects of my depression is the lethargy and disinterestedness (if such a word exists): things no longer hold any appeal for me. Arabic class tonight seems like its not worthwhile, despite the fact I know, deep down, I will enjoy it; work, sometimes a trial at the best of times, seems not worth it and I get myself into a state over it; and I can barely be bothered to load up the PC [so my apologies to all those waiting for e-mails...I am sorry]. All of this of course compounds the problem: if I don't do anything, I have more time to think and ponder and so on...
My cousin is down from Queensland, which is good timing oddly enough. I can talk to her about my depression more openly than I can with my parents [telling them you want to kill yourself tends to worry them...], and she is a blessing from God in the grounding and support she provides. Tomorrow night we are off to a wonderful Vietnamese restaurant in Canley Vale, a suburb in south-west Sydney: it's a great little restaurant, always busy, and with a delicious menu. I'm very much looking forward to it.