Since I was a kid, I remember always feeling a little out of the loop with the people around me. I remember a pool party with one of my parent's friends, and I spent the whole night hanging around the adults. Part of that was that there weren't any kids there my same age, but a lot of it was because I was just a very serious kid. Some would say 'old for my age'.
Now I'm 42 yrs old and many times I still feel the way I did when I was 12. Now I have three dogs that make me laugh, and a husband who on good days makes me smile and laugh at the little things. But many days aren't good ones. He suffers from Bipolar Depression and General Anxiety Disorder, which has served to hinder him in jobs and in life. Since the deinstitutionalization of the mentally ill and mainstreaming so many with better medications and therapy, there remains a stigma about mental illness, that I hope to break over time.
This blog is about living with a spouse with depression, becoming a lay therapist, instilling hope, coping, laughing, with a little everyday life thrown in. Join me on this journey -- I don't pretend to be an expert and there are days when I don't handle the stress the way I should, but come along for the ride and maybe together we can make our way.
