A Mental Health Interlude


All day I have felt terrible – and by terrible I mean so depressed that I have been unable to get out of bed, feeling like I’m stuck in an endless void which assaults my brain with invasive thoughts – and haven’t known what to do with myself. I haven’t felt this bad in quite a long time. Since I started taking Citalopram to help with my depression and anxiety it’s really leveled me out. On days when I have felt depressed, the Citalopram cushions the blow and keeps me falling below sea level. But today, today has been really bad and I think part of it is that I’ve felt completely trapped – by my mind, by my life, by feeling like I have no one to talk to.

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Giving Yourself Permission

The descent of the bleak greyness, the creeping winter chill, and the slowly diminishing light marks the rapid arrival of winter, and the final deathly blow to the summer we never really got. This can be a difficult time of year for many people whose mental and physical health takes a heavy blow from the withdrawal of summery goodness. In addition, many of my followers on Twitter have likewise been finding the past few weeks a struggle in the aftermath of the post-con depression. Attending conventions can be a wonderful experience of acceptance, love and surprising motivation borne from such an electrifying atmosphere. The return home can be a very unpleasant jolt back to the mundaneness of our everyday lives which can lead to a worsening of mental and physical health.

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