slowly she turned
Living the Slow life in North Carolina
Category: depression/anxiety
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This is how it happens. I think this is why it happens. My mind says, “You have to do this! You should do this! You’re a terrible person if you don’t do this!” I start to do it and my body says, “Yeah, baby, I’m shutting this down right now since you didn’t listen to…
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A bit of a late start here today after a productive and fun day and night. I spent some time cleaning up the front porch and doing some weeding and clipping in the front yard. Then I put together my greenhouse kit while Sandy burned some of the rotten firewood and sticks in the fire…
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I’m finding myself walking around the house talking to myself and Pablocito (he does talk back, at least) so I guess it’s time to write a blog post. The overriding theme of the tapestry diary will be weather. It’s obvious to me now. It can be external or internal weather, but climate and weather has…
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I shared this post from the Bloggess on Facebook one year ago: I’m Not Quite Myself Right Now. It is still the best description I have ever read about low-level depression such as mine. My depression and anxiety are controlled from wild swings by medication, but I need a stronger dose and I found that…
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Thinking about Ireland. Aching for it. I wish that I had the courage to throw everything to the wind and take a chance on trying to move there. Like, NOW. This is a photo that I took on the Burren in May, 2012. Since I last wrote, spring came and then left. When this weather…
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Well, you know. You know how it is with me if you’ve been reading my blog for a while. Anyway, since I last posted, the election brought a lot of attention to North Carolina. Ben Harper showed up at the pub across the street, sang a few songs, asked us to vote for Hillary, then…
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Mood swings. High highs, low lows, and blah in between. Not much liking my brain activity these days except when I’m in the studio. August is historically difficult for me. I’ll get through it. It’s harder when I have tendinitis (currently my right hand) and I know that if I use it I will progressively…
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Today, I got through the day after a serious prolonged anxiety episode during errand running after the guild party yesterday. The party was fun, the food at Printworks was delicious, and some of us exchanged handmade “mug rugs,” so I was surprised by the panic attack. It’s been so long since I’ve had a major…
slowly she turned 