The first Sunday, this past November, I received two blows of bad news before I’d headed to church that morning. I’d cried all through service. Then my parents took me to lunch, and I continued to cry. Somewhere in the middle of my blubbering, I choked out the words, “I have no hope left.”
I was so scared. The depression pit I had been fighting all year wasn’t a new abode for me. Sure, it’d been a few years since I’d last gotten trapped there, but at least I knew I’d eventually escape. However, the feeling that all hope, even the hope that I’d eventually feel hope again, had been used up. Suddenly, the depression pit was a lot deeper, darker, and scarier than it’d ever been.
As November progressed I cried, a lot. Usually the tears were due to fear anout the future, but sometimes they were due to frustration or anger or exhaustion (or a combination of all of the above). The days drug by, and I felt completely immobilized by my depression and anxiety. Most days I’ve considered it a victory when I get out of bed.
This last week, has been a bit less dark, and I’m slowly starting to feel like I might be able to pull it together. But I’m scared. I’m terrified that depression and hopelessness will suddenly rear up and drag me down into an even deeper and darker pit.
So, I’ve set some goals for myself for this new year. Goals that, I hope, will help keep me from completely disappearing into the pit. I want to get healthy, mentally and physically for myself and for the boy. The poor, long-suffering boy who loves me so fiercly, and has been there holding on to me through all of this.
1. Make sure the dirty dish side of the sink is empty every night before I go to bed.
2. Up my water intake. I really want to try the gallon of water a day challenge, but I’m not sure I’m ready, so I’m starting by just drinking more water period (fairly easy considerimg I rarely drink water).
3. Rejoin the gym and go five days a week.
4. Leave the tv off for the better part of the day.
5. Practice flute, clarinet, and trombone thirty minutes a day five days a week. Practice trumpet and piano one hour five days a week.
6. Write for at least an hour five days a week.
7. Do one thing in the house that qualifies as cleaning or organizing everyday.
8. Limit consumption of soda/junk food/fast food.
9. When possible, eat one family meal a week at the dining room table with the tv off, instead of on the couch with the tv on.
I feel that these are all things I can actually stick to, and hopefully with this plan of action 2017 will be amazing!