Feeling a little glum today...

And so what?

Well, You, it does matter. I believe that depression got You into this mess in the first place - the mess of having to have supplemental oxygen, that is. When You lost Your job in November of 2009, You spent a lot of time just sitting in a, more of less, frozen position on the couch. That is, when You weren't sleeping. In other words, You weren't getting up and walking around very much. Not nearly as much as when You were working.

I hate working.

That's OK. But at least now You are up and around, trying to move as much as possible and that does matter. See?

Yes, and I should be tired by now of talking to myself and referencing myself as "You." But that's OK, too. I just didn't feel like getting out of bed this morning and maybe I didn't feel like talking myself out of it, which is what I just did. So I'm glad I got up and blogged first thing. I do actually feel a little better now. Yesterday was a long day. Qigong class in the morning, which ran long, then playing with my granddaughter all afternoon. I loved that, of course, and Qigong class, too. I'm just not used to doing so much in one day. Something I will work on. Perhaps scheduling two activities for each day. Going to the pool, then maybe a drive somewhere. Or a small shopping trip, then a walk. Who knows? Each day is different and each day is still a little depressing and scary. I do NOT want to have to have that walking-around-oxygen-tank. I hate it. I was brave when I went to the grocery, but I really, really hate it.

Well, there's talking to Myself in here, depression, and ending with rage. Good deal. On with another day... And P.S., I'm lonely. Boo hoo. Ah, Grasshopper, don't make light of Your loneliness. It's part of Your overall problem.