OK... I have been known to start something and not finish it...I am horrible at that.. BUT, I can admit it... and admitting it is the first step, right? And picking back up, not matter HOW long it is is the next step!
But also, on a serious note... through these six weeks, I have been suffering from a depression that got a BIG hold of me. I have had some "blue" days in the past... some times where I just didn't want to get out of bed. I chalked it up to a bad day and moved on... but this time, it was much more difficult. I felt like I was in a hole and couldn't see the edge... there was no way to get out and the hold kept getting deeper and darker. Several years ago, I went through a time like this and learned from my therapy that one of the only ways to start to help myself was to talk through my thoughts. That's what I did. I sat The Hubby down and we just talked... it was hard; for me and for him. But it helped...and each day got better.
I am happy to say that I am good... not perfect (but who is?!) and I'm happy!
Some changes take us out of our comfort to bring us to a better place.
