I know I’ve written a few times about depression and my battle with it. I’m running through another tough spot where I can’t get comfortable for much of the day. I’m trying to distract myself as much as possible.
I’m getting some relief from cannabis and the odd hit of scotch but there’s a limit to that, and it doesn’t really do much if I’m not at least a little bit balanced.
It’s very frustrating. This battle I’ve fought all my life and despite all the meds, still keep on fighting along. There’s plenty of good advice from my loving family and friends. But when you’re in a depressive state you mostly want to be a vegetable.
Then again I have to use family and friends with care. I don’t want to over stay my welcome. I know how difficult it is to hear about someone’s physical and mental ailments, no matter how factual they really are.
But as my friend R says, I’ve been through a lot between transition, depression, migraine, separation, insomnia and definitely not least, Parkinson’s.
Parkinson’s is particular difficult because there’s little to be done about it. I just get to watch some of my beloved skills like playing music steadily go downhill.
This is not to say please come join my pity party. I try to avoid that myself. It’s just to say that I do myself little good by taking stock.
My Gifted Life 