You may have noticed that I haven’t blogged since Wednesday. It wasn’t intentional, like when I stayed away from the internet for a whole weekend. This was sort of an accident. Maybe it’s only having a part-time job, maybe it’s being back at home, I’m not sure, but things are not the best for me personally right now. My friend Megg at The Life of a Not So Desperate Housewife recently blogged about her depression reappearing. I was diagnosed with depression in 2005 and after a year or so of some hard work, I thought I was pretty much done with it. It’s resurfaced a few times, just temporarily, but this time it seems to be hanging around. It’s nowhere near as bad as it once was, and things are pretty tolerable. But sometimes, like these past few days, getting on the computer and writing something have seemed too exhausting.
I’ve been keeping busy by cooking, working, running errands, and attending the Alabama Library Association’s annual convention (more on that soon!), but whenever I have some downtime I find myself sinking into a bit of a funk. I’ve got a lot going on in the next few months; my cousin is having her third baby (yay!), some good friends are coming back in town from grad school, I’m planning a trip to see my best friend before she moves, and I’m in a close friend’s wedding in June. I’m hoping that having lots of activities and people to hang out with will prevent me from retreating too much into myself and making things worse than they are.
I’m sharing this with all of you because admitting that something is wrong is the first step in getting things right again. I don’t think I need therapy or medication again, but friends to lean on, things to do, and people who depend on me give me a reason to get out of bed in the morning when even that small task seems impossible. So bear with me here as I try to regroup and get back on the right track. I have some great recipes and ideas to share this week, including details about my trip to the conference. Stay tuned!