Hi guys,
Steely, I lived w/that black, utterly empty depression for more than half my life. I tried to kill myself when I was 18 & nearly succeeded. I took 500 of my mom's prescription pills & woke up 3-4 days later, hallucinating like crazy...it was horrible. I was on life support for the 1st few days & the doctors told my family I wasn't going to make it, so they called our minister for last rites. But, they found a specialist who was aeromeded to me and he saved my life. Apparently, I had aspirated my own vomit into my lungs & was basically drowning. Dr. Thomas...couldn't tell ya what he looked like or anything, but I've always remembered his name. God has saved my life twice and this was the 1st time.
Onto a cheerier note...I woke up bluesy today too lol. I always try to look at the bright side of situations, so I told myself "at least, I haven't had that dark depression for 11yrs now, I have a roof over my head ( I've been homeless before, so this is a biggy in my book ) food to eat, my health, etc. It usually works to tell myself to stop feeling sorry for myself.
Winslow and Astro, I definitely struggle w/finishing projects I start, but I'm slowly beginning to improve in this area. I still hate sanding though lol.
It must really suck to work in a highly stressful atmosphere, Wislow. But, ya still havta pay those bills. I really think that you should consider a job change in the future hun. I took your advice & am having a rocking Monday, presently listening to Pantera!
Blacky, I'm waiting on your newest home improvement pics.
Wolfie, (( hugs )) to you too & to everyone else!