Sometimes accidents happen. Where my kids are concerned, after a few accidents, we learnt to tell them what not to tell. The good thing is that I’m relatively open with my condition. Even then… It still hurts because there’s always[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
One of the biggest challenges is having to explain our condition to important people in our lives whom we know will have difficulty trying to understand. What more the important people in the lives of our important people? I apologise[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I like intermissions.
Foom. Sometimes, new stuff is fun, even in depression. But not often.
Transition comics are my chance to add humour and think of silly things that I can’t otherwise do. I was kinda proud of this one. I think I still am. Hrr hrr. Foom.
Whoops. Discussions on depression should still be age appropriate. Which means tailoring the message to the audience. Also, Carly’s definitely not drinking coffee.
What do I know of struggling to be a caregiver and cheerleader? Of all the roles I’ve played, this is one of the hardest as I battle my own demons while encouraging others with the same or similar struggles. Even[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Depression is hard on sufferers, but it’s equally unforgiving to caregivers as well. Sometimes that results in outbursts and frustration. No one likes depression. Not even the doctors who treat it.
Children aren’t isolated from the effects of depression, much as we want to protect them. I can’t even begin to draw how complex this issue is. As it is, I’m simply touching on it – we shall see how this[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
This is one of the saddest but truest conversations I’ve had to have in the past. But all in all it’s still nice to be loved and valued, even if we think we don’t deserve it.