I am struggling, less since my last blog entry, but I still feel “Blah”.  In other words, I don’t feel like doing anything.  Work seems harder, though I am getting through it, and my house is a mess.  But I don’t really care at all, that’s the sad part.  And I just don’t have much to say.  I am much quieter now.  I miss my happy moments, I hope this Depression doesn’t last much longer.

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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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