[Dutch Lock Down Day Four Hundred Thirty Nine]
I ate.
I took fluoxetine.
I went on a Very Long Walk ™.
And the next day when I woke up, I felt a million times better.
This is what depression looks like….
You’re fine.
You’re juggling balls.
Then you forget meds. Or one too many balls joins in the fray. And it all comes crashing down.
But then you dive into your coping strategies.
And pick up your balls. Maybe not all of them at once. Baby steps.
And juggle again.