While searching my old internet bookmarks, I found a website which I had saved during one of my sickest moments since cancer, and it sparked a stark comparison to the Whole30 food experiment. In late 2014, I became extremely ill after treating a long-festering nasal infection with general antibiotics. My otolaryngologist’s office also conducted an allergy test due to my narrow nasal passages and discovered that I had a severe allergy to candida.
Tag: Depression
Protected: My Cancer Story Ch. 81 “Six Months of Self-Loathing”
A Flip of the Coin
You know, lately, if I wasn’t so busy writing blank pages, then it sure seems as though I wrote an awful lot about depression. Yet there are always two sides to a coin and when you flip one in the air, you’re bound to see the other side eventually. It may not look like it when the damned thing is spinning so fast, but the other side – the face side – is there at the ready; in a moment’s notice.
Depression Supression
I wrote a post yesterday about working through a depression regarding my financial & creative funks. The response was overwhelming, to say the least– well, on Facebook; I can’t for the life of me figure out how to get people to comment directly through WordPress. I wrote a post about the nurses’ strike one time that elicited several comments, but that’s about it.
The reason for the follow-up is that I wanted to demonstrate the effect that these responses can have on an individual experiencing such a low. We all scroll through Facebook and ‘Like’ or ‘Haha’ or ‘Sad’ or ‘Wow!’ a post about kittens and Trump, but we rarely talk to each other and never ask how anyone else is doing.
Another Bout With Depression
Hey everyone,
Jamie of GuyOnAWire.com, Not Quite Hollywood, and We Need Movies here. I wanted to give you all an update for my lack of content these past few weeks– and to a further extension; the past few months.
The short answer: Depression.
The long answer?
That Old Friend Named Depression
Depression is something that I believe we all experience at some point or another; in different ways and intensities, but it’s a part of life. My recent bout with depression was maybe the third time in my life that I had ever felt this way, and this was the most prominent attack yet.
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