Friday, October 14, 2016

Great Life, Depression Anyways

I cannot say that I do not have stressors and that my life is perfect, but one of the major issues with depression is that it doesn't always make sense. Sometimes a bout of depression sets in, because of a particular event or maybe the season of the year. Those have a direct cause. My direct cause doesn't seem to exist, and it can be maddening.

In 2014, when I was in the hospital, I conveyed my frustration to the doctor. I told him that I was absolutely tired of this unending cycle of major depression that really has no basis in reality. It does in fact biochemically, but not as far as life events. I consider myself lucky that I have a great wife and a good life. Why the hell am I depressed if I have 'it all'? Sometimes there is no answer. There is only the question, "what are you going to do now?"

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