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Well. In general, I don't respond prolifically to your journal entries because in general I have nothing useful to say. When I DO have something that I think is useful to say, I say it. I read all of your entries, though. I read them all, because if you are on my friends list? I care about you and I want to keep up with your life.
Just after Easter, I fell down a rabbit hole and I stayed there for much longer than I should have. I knew what triggered the depression, and I was dealing with it, and I was climbing out about a week later, but then I lost my good friend Rebekah....and fell right back down.
I am not a person who gets depressed, not really. Seldom, anyway. I can count the times in my life on one hand. But that makes it worse when I actually GET depressed, because A) It takes me awhile to realize that THAT is what is going on and B) Then I feel all outraged at myself because I am depressed. Well....I've been depressed. And when I'm depressed, I "turtle." I pull my head into my shell and I find it hard to do anything except for what I HAVE to do...which is work.
So I'm climbing out again, and I've climbed far enough so that I finally read back through my friend's list to find that a lot of you have been going through some bad stuff and I wanted to say that I am sorry that I haven't been there for you and I wanted you to know that I am sorry. You matter to me. I'm sorry I wasn't there for you. You are in my prayers now. I'm sorry I couldn't have said so before.
I love you all.
Just after Easter, I fell down a rabbit hole and I stayed there for much longer than I should have. I knew what triggered the depression, and I was dealing with it, and I was climbing out about a week later, but then I lost my good friend Rebekah....and fell right back down.
I am not a person who gets depressed, not really. Seldom, anyway. I can count the times in my life on one hand. But that makes it worse when I actually GET depressed, because A) It takes me awhile to realize that THAT is what is going on and B) Then I feel all outraged at myself because I am depressed. Well....I've been depressed. And when I'm depressed, I "turtle." I pull my head into my shell and I find it hard to do anything except for what I HAVE to do...which is work.
So I'm climbing out again, and I've climbed far enough so that I finally read back through my friend's list to find that a lot of you have been going through some bad stuff and I wanted to say that I am sorry that I haven't been there for you and I wanted you to know that I am sorry. You matter to me. I'm sorry I wasn't there for you. You are in my prayers now. I'm sorry I couldn't have said so before.
I love you all.