Depression can be a real killer
It has been a rough couple of days.
I went through a panic attack again. This time worse than before. It started on Sunday, and continued through today. For most of the time, I wanted to pull the covers over my head and just lie there. In fact, I’m fighting it as I write. But I skipped yesterday, and I don’t want to keep on skipping. But it’s going to be very short today, because I’m still in that “don’t give a damn about anything” mode that plagues me when this thing hits.
Depression is very tough to deal with. I can understand why it causes people like Robin Williams to commit suicide. It doesn’t affect me as much, fortunately, but I still become practically useless to anyone – particularly myself – in such situations. You just look at the world and think “What the use?”
Sorry folks, but there’s going to be no joke today, because quite frankly the last thing I want to do right now is try something humorous.
Catch you later, and hopefully this will have lifted by then.