Ron and I got home from the taqueria around 10 AM. "If I could" I told Ron "I'd just go to bed and wake up tomorrow before work".
Not fatigue, necessarily, but the depression.
Anyway, when I was NOT depressed a few days ago I had a thought: making myself depression care packages.
Each box would have various treats, nicely scented soap, perhaps. A candle or two. A good book.
I might make a box of index cards with assignments: foot rub. 20 minutes reading poetry.
When I'm manic, I could write down encouraging Bible verses on index cards, and put them in a box. Then read them whe I'm depressed.
The question for me: will I really do it, though?
What I mean: I can make preparations to do nice things for myself; but will I have the initiative to enjoy them?
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