It's been a while since I last spoke about my mental health, but I'm going to, today.
I've had a bit of a dip, this week. There's been a lot of not being able to get out of bed, and A LOT of tears. I've hidden away a fair bit, as the only person that doesn't ask
is Mr. Ojo.
He's been with me long enough to understand that there isn't anything wrong, it just IS.
2 groups of my friends were out tonight, but I simply couldn't talk myself into going, I hid instead. It's easier.
Online I can hide away. I don't have to wear a mask, I just type jolly.
I'm hoping the dip won't last long, and finding things to get out of bed for has helped
Yesterday Mr. Ojo suggested getting my sewing machine out. I hadn't made it out of bed until gone 1pm, I couldn't face it. I listened to him, and spent the rest of the afternoon/evening, sewing. It sounds simple doesn't it?
After that, last night, the flood gates truly opened. I cried, and cried, until hubby fell asleep holding me, but that helps! I woke feeling better today, so the sewing machine came back out.
I also did the other thing that gets me through:
Tonight, I don't feel like crying. Actually I feel quite calm, I'm not regretting not going out, as I worry I would have brought others down. I'm definitely feeling better than I did at the beginning of the week though.
What gets you through the dips?
Do you suffer with depression?
I'm always here to listen, if needed.