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Day 327 Battling Depression


Not much longer now.  33 days until I go over to the 60 side of life.  Today I’m sick so my outlook is a bit jaded.  So many people around me are retiring from work and here I sit, older than half of them but still coming to work every day.  It’s not a total drag but it’s not a joyful celebration either.  I have to engage in games with the team “lead”.  He does not want to do his work so he pushes if off on me in the name of load balancing.  Hah!  Granted there isn’t a lot of work to be done as I do it as it comes in but I still don’t want to do his work so he can do his brand of nothing.  That’s my high light of what’s going on in my life.

That’s not what is important though.  I am circling the depression zone, getting stuck on thoughts, ruminating a bit, languishing in perceived loneliness.  All the things I promised myself I wouldn’t do.  Yet here I am.  My therapist asked me if I wanted to try eHarmony for a hook up.  I told her I have nothing to offer and she laughed.  “Let that be their opinion, not yours!”  But I don’t want to think that a date will pull me out of this crap. I think that there must me more to do but I am not finding the energy to do what I must.

I wake up at 6:10 and immediately feed my cat.  Then I reach for the Cheerio’s and pour myself a bowl of cereal.  Some days I cut a banana into my bowl and some days I don’t.  Swallow my vitamins and then groom myself for the day.  Shave, wet my hair and brush it.  Nice and silver hair plastered to my head.  Into the bedroom and decision time as to what shirt will still fit and which one should I wear.  All of my pants are too small but I squeeze into them anyway.  Need my shirt tail to be long so I can wear it over my belt line.  Betty will occasionally walk in and I get to pet her for a couple of minutes.  Got to give love to my cat. I rarely bring lunch so that chore is meaningless.  Grab a yogurt or some trail mix only.  Then out to the car and off on my 1 mile commute to the train station.  I get to work an hour early so I can park safely downtown and not have to walk to the train station.  God forbid I walk a mile in the morning.  I like having my car downtown though, it gives me some kind of control.  I get to work and don my headphones and listen to monks chanting for a 20 minute mediation.  I know it’s weird to mediate at work but I’ve been doing it for some time now and it feels natural.  Then to Posey’s for my daily cup of coffee.  It’s not the best coffee in the world but I like it and I like the owners of the shop.  Then I settle in to a day of inanity.  It’s been slow recently so I have little to do.  I try to scare up some work so I’m not just sitting here but that’s what I do.  Thank god for Kindle and my vast library.  I will start reading and just get lost in a book while monitoring the queue for any work coming my way.

That’s it.  I come home and check my special sites for the latest TV shows or movies that have come out and download them.  Put them in my media player so they’re ready for prime time in my living room.  I’ll fix something to eat and start watching TV.  I might watch for a couple of hours, maybe longer.  Then I’ll take my night time meds and lay down and ready out of a real book for 30 minutes or so.  I pray that I will fall asleep and shut down my lights and get cozy in my familiar bed.  Betty will pop up to get some petting action in before I pass out.  I like that about her, she is so loving and friendly like that.  For a cat she is pretty attentive.  Then she moves down the bed to do her cat thing for the night.  That’s it for most of the nights.  I have therapy Monday night, sponsee Tuesday night, dinner with friends Wednesday night, my sponsor on Thursday night and then I hang out with Valentino Friday night.  So I do a couple of things during the week to break up the monotony.  What is there to offer in all of that?  Weekends are a chore to get through, god if retirement is anything like my weekends, I’ll stay on the job thank you.

I get that this is a season and I’m in the thick of it.  I know it isn’t my future but it’s such a big now that it can be overwhelming at times.  I hate it and I hate feeling this way.  I just finished the last major drug I was taking for my alleged bipolar and my brain is going through some wicked adjustments.  I think this is part of the transition and it’s something that I have to gut out.  I don’t want to turn 60 feeling this way.

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