I’ve been listening to a lot of Tom Waits, who I just absofuckinglutely adore, and it’s helping.
I also talked to my mom last night about my depression and how lately it’s been eating away at me like a rabid coyote, and that was helpful, too. She urged me to count my blessings, which is something I really don’t do enough.
I have a beautiful, healthy daughter that always makes me smile and is a compassionate, kind person. She has a loving, giving boyfriend that does a lot for us. I have fantastic friends that stay by my side even when I’m in the bell jar. I have two healthy parents that are both still working and help me in immeasurable ways. I have pets that bring me joy. I have a warm, comfortable house that I am truly lucky to have.
Despite all of my health problems, I am lucky enough to have a family and friends that support me.
I’m really very lucky. I need to be mindful of that. Always.
Have a great Wednesday.