This blog was never supposed to be about depression, it was supposed to be about me. However, depression is where I am at the moment, and I have not been shy to mention it - although with humour and as much positivity as I can manage in the circumstances, which most days is actually quite a lot.
Today however is not one of those days. This morning I went back to the GP and was signed off for another three weeks. It is obvious that although I can function well enough within reasonable limits - enough say to post to this blog once a day - I would crumble quickly within a work environment. I don't deal well at the moment with noise, confusion and the unexpected and I don't think I would handle conflict well either.
The GP was positive about my prospects of recovery. There was nothing in my work environment that I couldn't handle until one day, for some reason, I just couldn't do it. My understanding therefore is that the only thing broken is me, and the implication is that I can expect to be fixed. But when?
I don't want to over-egg this. Today has been far from my worst day, but it has been a sobering one. I am alarmed that this is taking so long.
It takes as long as it takes... A cliche but very true- one day at a time. X
ReplyDeleteIt's positive that you are looking for solutions to the problem: GPs and other professional people are useful plus you have good friends around you. You are not alone. Keep an open mind to help out there. Depression is not permanent, even if it feels like it is.
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