I started thinking about my son Billy, then before I knew it I was thinking I had failed at everything worth doing, then I began thinking there was no reason to do anything else. Then I wept for an hour before I managed to pull myself together and do the laundry. This really sucks. Being in the sunlight helps.
10 hours ago
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Sunlight helps. So does taking a walk. So does falling on your face before the Holy Theotokos and wailing like a baby, seeking her comforting motherly arms.
The first thing I learned about my depression was, that in order to heal, my tears were necessary. Crying is a good thing, not to ashamed of and embraced.
The second thing I learned was that I needed to talk about my inside sorrow. That was reallynhard since I have always been quiet about that stuff - the really deep stuff.
In all my friend, while it may suck, you have taken many courageous steps, despite it not feeling that way. Keep it up...for the sake of your wife, your children, yourself and for God.
Gentle bear hugs!
Sorry Matt. I love you. I hope you will talk to someone who can help you deal with it.
It is like that indeed. My hugs and prayers.
I'm so sorry. I hope the meds kick in soon for ya.
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