I suffer from depression. There, I’ve said it.
And having written it, I sit here and stare at the sentence, asking myself if this is really what I want to write a blog post about. Of course it’s not. In the first place, I’ve always said I like to keep my blog positive. Why would I want to write about a downer subject like depression?
Another problem is, a lot of people don’t “believe in” depression. “Oh, just get over it,” these people say. “Pull yourself up by your bootstraps.”
Have you ever tried actually pulling yourself up by your bootstraps, or sneaker laces, as the case may be? I have not, but quite frankly, I can’t see it working. I’d probably end up flat on my back with my feet over my head, looking perfectly ridiculous. Might give anybody who happened to see it a good laugh, but I can’t see it doing me much good.
Almost worst is the well-meaning person who says, “Why are you depressed? You have a wonderful husband, an adorable dog. You have a house and a job,” etc. That makes me feel even more depressed, because what kind of a lowlife can’t be appreciative of Steve and Tabby?
So, no, this is not the blog post I want to be writing.
That was as much as I managed to write on my break at work. After work I went to Curves and worked out really vigorously. I burned a new record of calories, according to the computer. When I announced it to the other ladies, they cheered for me. I got a great shot of endorphins and endorsement! So I don’t feel depressed any more.
However, Steven and I have to be leaving soon to go to Ilion Little Theatre for second auditions for his show, Dirty Work at the Crossroads. Long time readers, if any, will remember that this show has been rescheduled from October to May. I don’t have time to write a new, un-depressed blog post. I have to shower and change.
Anyways, if nobody shows up for auditions, I will have a reason to be depressed. Stay tuned.
Mohawk Valley Girl 
I just wanted to let you know, you are not alone when it comes to depression. I’ve struggled with it since I was young, it’s a long story. The great thing about Curves is the “sisterhood” and I’m so glad our cheering, cheered you up. I like working out when you are there, because you are so much fun, and so nice. You get me in a motivated and in a good mood. ty Maybe I’ll see you Monday.
I certainly plan to be there Monday. It’s the combination of exercise and camaraderie that I love. Both are known to combat depression. Thanks for commenting. It does help to know I’m not alone. That was one reason I wrote the post; I thought I might be letting somebody else know they were not alone. See you on the circuit!