Just as a follow-up to
The Longest Entry Ever, I got tired of annotating Fifteen Minutes...es, so I decided to annotate
my dream instead, using the
Dream Moods dream dictionary. I'll spare you the teal deer, but the reason I'm bringing this up is that (
my dream had better foreshadowing than actual fiction I've written )
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That digressed into some teal deer, but anyway, the point is that you have to take the plunge. Even if you're not sure if you'll be okay, if she'll be okay, it's better all around.
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My problem isn't so much that I can't take care of myself on a day-to-day basis; it's that I'm afraid of the depression taking over at a given point so that I can't function, get out of bed, pay bills, eat, that kind of thing. Because I did have a spell in college where that happened. It's more that I'm afraid of an illness returning, so to speak, than I am that I can't do household things, because I already do them now.
It's great, though, that you're ready to fight for your independence (and seriously, best of luck with that). I don't want to blame my mother much, because at the end of the day, the responsibility to move on is mine. And I think that's what my dream was getting at, that all the characters in it were really me, and it was about my own conflict.
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That kept me back for ages. Still, you can keep your health in check. Do you think you'd be able to have people be like your checkpoints if you lived on your own? Like The Lovely Emily or someone, or your mother who could be able to recognize the signs if you didn't see them yourself, or if you can't go for help? My friends were a big part of my recovery and they watch out for my health.
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You seem to be really open about accepting that depression is a disease. I remember you read Dooce, so there's no need to mention all the stuff she's written about it. I know you know there's no real reason to feel guilty for a disease relapsing, so I guess all you have to do is, well, sack up and be vigilant. :)
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When I was trying to figure out something helpful to contribute, I realized I do that sometimes. Like, um. Right now. I should be working on my lab report, but I'm afraid it will suck. If I don't do it until the last minute, I have an excuse for it sucking, but if I work really hard on it and it doesn't get an A, then it's my ability, not my time-management. That was a problem with calculus this spring, one I didn't tell Bryan about because he'd make me study more. I don't tell people that can influence my schoolwork that particular reasoning because I know they'll be able to call me on it later.
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Also, I think I owe you for--what, at least an hour in therapy? ; )
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