That's the truth! I always seem to find ways of putting myself right where there is possibility of exactly that, but somehow usually manage to stay safe and unharmed. Someone greater than me is looking out for me, of that I am certain.
Hey, My heart goes out to you. I can relate. I'm Bipolar also. They diagnosed me as manic-depressive years ago, but it still took years for a diagnosis. I'm doing much better these days, but still have my highs and lows. The combination of Lexapro and Abilify has been the greatest help. I've tried a lot of different medication combos, and I have to say that just adding Abilify has helped me greatly!
My furbabies are everything to me. They're always near. I have two terrier-mix little girls. I wouldn't even want to think of what life would be like without them. They may be dogs, but they're good for hugs, cuddling, and talking to. They've been with me through thick and thin. You're so right, they are definitely perceptive. They know when you need extra attention, and they know when to keep an eye out for you. They are definitely a blessing from God.
If you ever need to talk or just rant, feel free to write me. I hope you're feeling better.
LeJenD, you're not by yourself. I've battled depression in cycles throughout my life so far. I think in some ways, it's hereditary. As an adult, I have become convinced, that my Mom had undiagnosed Bipolar Disorder. When she was feeling "good," she'd take my brother and me to "the big town" to play all day. When she was feeling "bad," I had my hands full counseling her for hours. Who knew that wasn't a teenager's job?
Poetry has become such a balm for my soul. The depression is still there, but it seems to bring some level of relief when I put my feelings down in a poem. Amazingly enough, some of my best poetry has been written when I was depressed. The Lord has graciously given me the gift of poetry.
BTW, dogs are quite perceptive animals. Mine is lying on the floor near me as I write. I think she's a gift from God, too.
I sit here today, in a disc golf frame of mind, unable to go out to the course to scratch that particular itch. The cold weather is not my friend and magnifies the amount of pain that I must endure every day. And it is keeping me indoors, as I reserve my strength for work. In 2021, as my health continued to get better, Mark (my Hubby and partner in all sorts of shenanigans) would take me to the nearby courses for me to gain strength and soak in the vibes of nature. At first, it was all I could do just to walk even six holes of the 18-hole courses. But as I became stronger with time, I slowly worked my way up to being able to walk the entire 18 holes - twice in a day. Summer and early fall of 2021 saw me relearning how my body moves to the point that I was able to not only walk the courses but play them as well. Being able to get out to the course again and chunk some plastic (as we like to put it) was like the opening of the cage that had held me prisoner. I had regained my outlet for reducing stress, communing with nature, and socializing. The awkwardness that I feel when I am around people in most circumstances doesn't happen when I am on the course. We all share the same love of the sport, the same feeling of freedom as we watch our discs fly through the sky. Most of us have no problem when someone talks shit about our game - or talking shit about someone else's game. It's all in the spirit of the game. And a round of disc golf is a walk in the park - no matter how badly I play. It isn't about being competitive with others (especially not at the level at which I once again find myself) it is about competing with yourself and the forces of nature. Even the top pros can be bested by a good strong wind from out of nowhere. But like I said, I'm unable to play due to the weather. I told Mark to go without me as he loves the sport as much as I and would have driven me crazy pacing the halls of the house had he stayed home. So, what does this all have to do with my soundtrack pick for the day? Easy. It's about disc golf. The song is called Disc Golf Life and is by a motley group of musically inclined disc golfers calling themselves RootStand. -- And let me just say that I love the mouth harp. This won't be the only time this month that I post a song utilizing a harmonica either.
The video gives a bit of a look at what it is like tossing discs toward a basket. It may not be for everybody, but it is definitely for me - same with the song. And maybe soon the weather will warm enough for me to get back out to the course, eh!
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