My Uncomfortable Mind

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     My life was going beautifully, happily, well, and I was so thankful, so grateful for it.
      But this morning, I fell apart, crying for hours, for no obvious reason.  I guess that this must be the curse of Depression attacking me again.  It could also be the time of year, which usually distresses me.
      Part of me knows that I should be happy, that we are celebrating the birth of Jesus Christ, but the other part of me reminds me of the chaos, the financial burden, the trauma of childhood.
      I had to take a tranquilizer this morning, to calm me down and stop my tears, so that I could go to work.  I managed to get some work done, but I did not enjoy it, like I usually do, when I am happy.
      But it was good for me to go to work, and even though my heart feels heavy, I am not crying anymore.  I shared messages with wonderful, supportive friends on Facebook, and their love and support, lifted my spirits.  And tomorrow is another day.

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    Indeed tomorrow IS another day

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Hello,

I’m Christine

My name is Christine and I am almost 45 years old. This is my very first blog. I am writing because I feel like I am living in a closet. But I am not gay, I am mentally ill, I have Schizoaffective Disorder. I also have PTSD (Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder). Not many people know this about me. I have been fearful of “coming out”, because, frankly, the human population has not always been kind to people with mental illness. But isn’t it time that we come to accept all of our bothers & sisters, regardless of their differences?

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