Dept. of Tiny Steps

[kaffy_r]

I Can Make Progress, Sometimes. 

I've been depressed since November, as I've mentioned more than once. How depressed? I found myself unable to open the Christmas and holiday cards Bob and I received. At first, it was because we weren't sending out cards and I felt as if I couldn't open and enjoy cards when I hadn't sent cards for others to enjoy. Days passed, then weeks, where the pile of unopened cards became something I couldn't bear to look at. 

Yeah, depression, making weird inaction a daily thing. 

But today I opened them all. And to everyone on my f'list who was lovely enough to send me, Bob, or the both of us, cards, thank you! I'm sorry I wasn't able to send you cards, but I hope to change that in the next holiday season. 

I'm choosing to believe that opening the cards was a step in the right mental direction. 

Comments

[bibliofile]

Yay for getting past the depression long enough to open the good mail.