Last month, I tried a new antidepressant. I won't annoy you with the brand name or a testimonial of its effectiveness. It works for me where others did not -- YMMV.
But I really do feel very different.
I can now look back over my life and realize just how abnormal it was for me to feel as though I were swimming along the surface of a pool of dirty, stagnant water, trying hard not to disturb my perfect equilibrium of buoyancy lest I sink beneath the surface and have to fight my way back to the air.
The disturbances that could send me sinking were almost any unhappy thought -- regrets from the past, worries about the future, dissatisfaction with the present -- anything upsetting.
It seems a lot easier for me than it ever has been before. I think I will be able to make more progress in my life now.
Maybe. We'll see. I live in hope.
The only alternative is to live without hope.
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