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At my therapy session this morning, we talked about how important it was that I finally made the phone call to my doctor two weeks ago. I'm now getting physical therapy, which will hopefully help my back. (So far, nothing -- but these things take time.) I shared that making that phone call was the … Continue reading What Do I Deserve in Lent?
Some weeks ago, my therapist suggested something, and it's stuck with me since. We were talking about how easily I slide into depression, and he said something like, "Do you think there might be an addictive component here?" He wasn't diagnosing. He wasn't accusing. He was just speculating. But it's been a very fruitful avenue … Continue reading Rhythm of Resilience – The Daily W’s
I enjoy walking labyrinths. Labyrinths are maze-like structures that have been used as spiritual tools for centuries. There are many of them around, and I am in the habit of trying to visit a lot of them. For more information about labyrinths, check out The Labyrinth Society. Find where labyrinths are in your area at the … Continue reading Labyrinth #44: Christ Lutheran Church, Hellertown, Penna.
Yesterday, I blogged about radical acceptance (a concept from dialectical behavioral therapy), the practice of choosing to accept reality as it is, rather than getting upset or angry about how things are. It doesn’t mean that we approve of this reality, or even that we choose to passively do nothing about it – it just … Continue reading I Accept the World Around Me
A semi-fictional account of recent encounters with both my therapist and my spiritual director. I say "semi-fictional," because it didn't really happen quite as written below. However, it is all true in another way. Perhaps I could call it a "mythical account." We got deep into it that morning. Questions of career and direction. Questions … Continue reading Drifting Ashes
I had an excellent session with my therapist a few days ago. It had been way too long since I'd seen him -- I had canceled my last appointment (in early November, I think?), and never bothered rescheduling it, because I just didn't want to feel any better. I was depressed and stewing in it. … Continue reading Whatever You Decide…
It's now day six of my medical leave. The first week is coming to an end. It's been odd...I don't think it's hit me in my body yet that I'm doing something different. In a lot of ways, this is just like any other week off. A week of vacation, of trying to focus on … Continue reading Finding a Rhythm
So, following my suicide attempt at age seventeen, I spent eleven days at First Hospital Wyoming Valley, a behavioral health facility in Wilkes-Barre. For days, I've been trying to figure out how to tell the story of those eleven days. I really don't know how to put it into a clear narrative. I think the … Continue reading Snapshots of My Depression #9: Eleven Days of Hope
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