This song used to really speak to me. But you kind of have to have been there. :-)
I promised to tell you what the hardest thing I ever had to do was... since some of you shared, it is only fair. The hardest thing I have ever done was getting over depression.
Yeah, that's a tough one. MY WIFE battles with that.
ReplyDeleteNo, wise guy. She had it BEFORE we met.
I've never had depression, even during this past year of unemployment. I know it's a tough thing to deal with and it's great that you are able to get over it. It demonstrates your strength.
ReplyDeleteI think I'm starting to believe that not only have I not done the hardest thing I've ever done, but that I will never do it. Maybe that makes me a closet optimist? It sort of confuses me. Maybe I'm just a bonehead? Maybe I learned about that not just one DAY at a time but one moment at a time.
ReplyDeleteAh, well. Happiness to us all. We deserve it.
Congratulations, Ananda, on kicking depression out the door.
I don't have first hand knowledge of depression, but I have heard it is a challenging disorder to overcome. Good for you for beating it.
ReplyDeleteThis last year has been tough economically on our family, but we always seem to find some goofy thing or another to bring us out of the dumps.
Yep. Gotcha.
ReplyDeleteAlthough, the last couple of years, a little depression just shows that you've been paying attention. At my last physical, as the doctor went through the standard litany, when she got to "any depression?" I told her: Of course! Not so much I think it's my fault, though."
This seemed to brighten her up.
Suldog-- I guess no one ever truly gets over it, but getting a grip on it and taking back my "highs" was a monumental thing. I had a long post about it. Posted it, then cut the heck out of it down to this.
ReplyDeleteJoke... but I know you are a big help to your wife on this issue. Having support is everything.
AlienCG-- That amazes me! You are very lucky. I used to be like that, then wasn't and now I am again. I am very glad for you.
ReplyDeletePeggy-- Thanks. You are an inspiration with your postivie attitude. When I was in therapy... yep, I was crazy... my therapist asked me to do one thing... make a list of every good thing that had happened to me that day. It helped. Now I do it out of habit. You are one of those who do it naturally.
ReplyDeletePeggy-- BTW I'm still crazy, but I aways was.
ReplyDelete;-) I kind of like it that way.
Cricket-- Hahahaha... I like that. I do get the blues like everyone else now, but like you say... its something that I can change if I choose to. Like many wonderful things... it's a solution of three. Count my blessings, walk my ass off and faith.
ReplyDelete(Sunshine helps too, but ours is liquid most of the year. Ugh.)
I like what the therapist asked you to do. I'll start doing it myself. If you're crazy, it's a club I want to be a member of. See you at the next clown college.
ReplyDeletePeggy-- My oldest boy was invited to join a clown college but passed it up for a chance to play exhibition soccer, then screwed up his ankle and had to pass on both.
ReplyDeleteHe was born to be a clown. I was very disapoointed.
Who wouldn't want to go to clown college?
Good for you. I've heard that's really tough. Because when you're chemically depressed, you just can't muster the energy to deal with anything...Especially your treatment.
ReplyDeleteChulita-- That is so very true.
ReplyDeleteI've been stumped for the last two posts. I think primarily because the worst things I've been through aren't the hardest things I've had to do, other than getting through them.
ReplyDeletesecret agent woman-- That makes sense, they do not always go together do they? I think Suldog had it when he said that it has to be something you choose to do rather than something you have no choice but to endure.
ReplyDeleteI really respect that, Ananda. Beating depression is like standing up to a huge monster when you don't have the energy to just plain stand up...
ReplyDeletelaura b.-- Thank you. I think the very hardest thing was making up my mind that I wanted to. You just don't have those thoughts, you know?
ReplyDeleteas for your clown son, i was born to be a comedian - at least that's what the pink rice crispys told me ;-)
ReplyDeleteC4C-- Seriously, when he was in 5th grade he could already juggle and do tricks on his unicycle. Yes, we spoiled the clown in him. We even got him into a clown skills class.
ReplyDeleteThat same year, he was on stage with the wonderful Yo-yo man, Tommy Mom-Always-Liked-You-Best Smothers doing yo-yo tricks at the Medford Fair. He is a natural clown and big time ham.
You and your pink rice crispies treats! Hahaha. You an Boo should do a show.