Hanging Out

Depression is a bitch. 

I didn’t even know it was a bad day when I got up.

I take that back. I had the feeling. I didn’t know it was going to be this bad of a day.

That’s better.

I’m reminded of a post I wrote a long time ago.

It feels like winter; I lie alone in our bed, comforters bunched up at my front and back. I can’t relax in an open bed. I need the reassurance that I won’t fall, that I’m really here, that I am loved and special. And so I turn the surface of the mattress into a nest where I am surrounded by walls of fabric and stuffing. This is enough to protect me from the dangers of the outside world.

It’s still true. It is safer this way. An actual, physical barrier, keeping the bad guys away. It’s not a substantial wall, but it’s real.

It’s scary to open the door, to let myself out onto the floor. Even just to go to the bathroom, to take all the jewelry out of my nose and wad up a tissue to blow into. It’s scary out there.

It’s safe in here. I have three screens in here with me, safe within the walls; iPhone, Kindle, and Toshiba, in order of increasing size. I worked on some of my ghostwriting because I should have been done two days ago.

I haven’t finished.

I read some. I finished a book I started last week. I started another. 

I checked Facebook.

I played musical pillows.

I cried.

It felt like Mission:Impossible to go all the way to the dining room for Toshiba. Somehow I survived.

Somehow I always survive.

But it’s easier when I can just hang out in my nest in my bed.

TBP


13 Comments on “Hanging Out”

  1. thefeatheredsleep says:

    I can relate. Maybe there is another side to this… Inspired or a certain sensitivity. I hope xxxx

    • April says:

      There’s always another side. I’m sorry you can relate–it isn’t any fun.

      • thefeatheredsleep says:

        Yes I agree ( understatement) but that we both experience it, helps us understand through each other. Xxx hence why I like reading u ( well, one reason) xxx

      • April says:

        I like reading you because you’re so disgustingly good at it. 😉

      • thefeatheredsleep says:

        Hahaha! That’s a lovely ( I think!) Thing to say! Thank you!

      • April says:

        I meant it in a lovely way. 😁

      • thefeatheredsleep says:

        I know and it made me think of Roald Dahl who happens to be a favorite author, I totally got you, xxx have u read Fantastic Mr Fox? That was my fave by him.

      • April says:

        I actually haven’t read that one. My favorite is The Wonderful Story of Henry Sugar.

      • thefeatheredsleep says:

        That’s one of his adult ones I think? I’ve only read; Kiss Kiss, Over To You and My Uncle Oswold, out of his adult books. Oh and Tales Of The Unexpected on TV. Out of his kids books James and the Giant Peach and Danny Champion of the World.


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