I Has a Grump

I’ve said many times that I think of depression as being like alcoholism.  I believe that you can be a recovered depressive, but that you will never be cured.  It will always be there waiting for you.

Since my move down to Basingstoke I’m definitely on the recovering side of things.  In Stoke I was having two or three episodes a week, and down here I think I’ve had about three in total.  But in exchange for that I get more “meh” days.  Days when I just kinda don’t care.

Today is one of those days.  I’ve been in a bloody grump every since I woke up.  For no apparent reason.  Just downright stroppy, with no inclination to do anything.  Even things that I know will cheer me up have no appeal to me whatsoever.

Days like today really suck.

About Colette Horsburgh

A 30-something creator/baker/writer/artist/crafter living with several (but not enough) scatty animals.
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