So, last week I wrote about how my Depression was sooo much better. I wrote how I was elated and happy and glad to be out of the "funk", right? I admitted to the world I was practically cured! I was happy! Joyful! So full of loveliness and all that crap!
Yeah, well...one shouldn't jinx oneself with words of happiness.
And don't get me wrong --I'm not one for believing in the jinxing! I know my happiness isn't based on specific situations or an occasional bad day or what-not, but since Sunday? My week just keeps getting worse.
It's all that responsibility crap --you know? The power thing? From Spider-man? That Brandon reminded me of? That if I'm happy, the kids are happy? Yeah --that one. And so, here I am, having some bad days, so my patience is massively thin, and I'm getting behind on everything and I'm so exhausted (so tired, dear reader. So tired. None of my children will nap anymore, but three of them are around during "nap time", so sneaking in a good amount of sleep for this growing belly of mine is not working very well) and nothing seems to get done.
And the kids whine.
And I yell.
And they whine some more.
And I cry.
And they fight.
And I yell.
And lather, rinse, repeat.
Even Book Club last night didn't remove the Funk--and that's when you know it's serious!
So, I have decided, right this moment, that I will not give in (although, like JustRandi, I so want to give in! I want to wallow for weeks...not that she is wallowing, she just seems to know how I feel right now...). I am going to blast some music, I'm going to clean my kitchen, I'm going to do some laundry, and then I'm going to play with my kids.
And maybe read a bit. And write a page in my novel.
And then put my kids in front of a movie and nap next to them.
Because if there's anything I've learned from my Depression, it's that I can't allow myself to even dip my toe into the waters of self-pity --because although it's the shallow end, sharks are lurking and will grab me.
And I won't stand a chance.
Hey, so what do you do to get yourself out of a funk? How do YOU choose to be happy? What's the best way you've found that gives you a boost of self-worth/esteem and gets you going?