The depths
Depression can be such a powerful thing. Sometimes I get these attacks that really take me into the depths. When I go to that place, everything becomes shaded by my feelings and, consequently, looks much less clear, duller, grayer, and more hopeless.
These times happen much less than they did when I was in graduate school. But, they have been happening a little more since I came back from America. I think that a lack of resolution with an ongoing, bad relationship with my father is affecting me in adverse ways, on a subconscious level.
It’s time to go and see someone. I just have no one to ask for a referral. I don’t want everyone in the theatre to know my private affairs, and I don’t have any friends outside of the theatre. Hmmm.
posted by He sings @ 7:55 AM
2 Comments:
one good way to get referrals is to call the counseling center at a local university...
Joshua, Joshua, Joshua. You don't need a referral. You should just remember my excellent way of managing depression, like I did when we shared the apartment in K.C. Lock door. Draw curtains. Pull covers over head. Wait for mom and moving van. Now that I live hidden in the woods, I can just skip the curtain part.
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