Part of knowing when to seek help hasn’t strictly been about being sad. What sadness can masquerade around as is more like agitation, aggravation. Quickly snapping, or feeling anxious. Jumping to quick conclusion, dissolving into tears. Unable to “take a joke”, or even instruction that become misconstrued as “lecturing”. Before you know it, you’re sitting in the front seat of the cab of your truck, bawling your brains out to your husband in a parking lot – unable to tear yourself away from the outpouring of grief, shouting – I just want someone to care!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Tag: Mental Health
time makes you older
I had it in my mind to write it all down last night. I opted to snuggle down, hanker down, hide under the blankets with my boyfriend last night instead. And in the safety of his arms, I knew I could write about this today. Yesterday morning was a seemingly ordinary day. I love my…
What’s in a name?
Remember when Phoebe changed her name to Princess Consuela Banana Hammock? A bunch of years ago, I changed my name to ‘Care’. A friend shortened it. Sometimes my Mom called me it. But suddenly, I’d taken on something totally different. A totally different person. And I developed her into a thing. A brand. An identity….
finding joy.
I don’t know what it’s like to be diagnosed with depression. But I do know what it’s like to be depressed. Listless. Devoid of joy. Today was a bummer day. You wouldn’t know it, though. Not at least on my radio shows. But I did tailor my programs around looking for the one thing I…
CARE HUMPHRIES 