…and in comes the new year. Thankfully I am in one of my “up” periods and some light is escaping the event horizon, not just radiation in the dark.
It’s an interesting experience, being able to contemplate the new year with some optimism and even (gasp) enthusiasm. I am trying not to get carried away. I am often like Charlie Brown, tricked again by Lucy (i.e. a transient decent mood) and saying “this time I’m going to kick that football to the moon!” I inevitably end up on my back feeling foolish.
Still, in this current stage of what I am now thinking of as “my recovery” (always with air quotes, because cringe if I just crash and burn again) I think it makes sense to reevaluate what I plan to do with this blog.
I plan to continue the dark posts. It will just be less about self expression and more about a deep seated need to bear witness.
I plan to continue talking about depression because I hope at least 1 person at 1 time gains a greater understanding of the disease from me, whether that means an understanding of themselves or of someone they know.
I also plan to continue posting random crap that spewed out of my brain at one time or another because hey, that’s just how I am.
Ok, maybe this blog isn’t going to change that much after all.
