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Alphabe Thursday … J is for Joy

July 25, 2013

As you probably know I suffer from depression; although at present I seem not to be ‘clinically’ depressed.  I am fairly comfortable with life and able to cope.  This is a good state when I can recognise the fragility of life and really appreciate the highs and lows.  I can see the joys and despair and the stuff in between without having to grab my wild array comforting tools, that help when the balance tips and life appears not so good.

I will not enter a discussion here about depression, I was kindly and gently reminded last week that some people suffer from chronic depression and psychological disorders and have to resort to very drastic measures to alleviate the pain and how my  methods are not always practical or even valid.

However last week I did find myself in a place where I did think the depression had returned; quite frankly my tools were not helpful.  My mother was taken suddenly very ill and as we speak still very poorly in hospital.  This affected me in a way I didn’t recognise; these were not the symptoms of a woman upset by her mother’s malady.  This was anger; outrage of great proportions … without detail; I received professional advice and suffice to say it would seem I am suffering from ‘complex grief’ as the name suggest it is complicated and a cure is not easily defined.    

Nonetheless without a ‘cure, need for some sort of relief was required.  So without fear of repetition, my methods are not failsafe but over the years I have found that sometimes the tiniest thing has ‘un-cocked’ the pistol, or ‘dis-alarmed’ the hand grenade.  Also I  am not foolish enough to realise that the joy is lasting … I am working on that one!

The turning point came yesterday with a kindly gift and fond words after  a few months of doing a ‘project. The gift, of some chocolates in the shape of a pink pigs, a bar of soap and an attached card of an illustrator (not yet but soon to researched)  and good wishes for the future.  What more could I ask? Joy for the moment is a pink pig!

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13 Comments leave one →
  1. July 25, 2013 3:49 pm

    It’s the little things that can make all the difference…

  2. July 26, 2013 1:12 am

    Being bipolar, I can empathize.

    (((HUGS)))

  3. July 26, 2013 1:26 am

    nice that you had the gift of a pink pig! I’m glad that cheered you up – I think it would me too! {:-Deb

  4. Karen S. permalink
    July 26, 2013 1:56 am

    Hooray for pink pigs! May happiness and joy continue to follow you!

  5. Pondside permalink
    July 26, 2013 6:33 am

    It doesn’t take much, sometimes. If we were all more observant of one another I think we’d all be healthier. I’m glad that you had some relief.

    • July 26, 2013 7:43 am

      Yes ! i agree and thank you, the message and pigs helped a lot xxx

  6. July 26, 2013 4:14 pm

    the gift sounds wonderful, something so simple really can make one cheer up. I’m glad it brings you some joy.

    hope you have a sweet day.

  7. August 1, 2013 5:39 pm

    Gosh. Is there anything more cheery than a pink pig of chocolate?

    Not that I can think of at the moment.

    I’m sorry about the depression.

    It is a hard way to live.

    It seems like everyone has a lot to say on the subject. I always just think everyone should be tolerant and kind of others sufferings…

    …and respectful on their methods of management.

    Sending you a hug along with your A+ today

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