The past few months have often seemed like an exercise in futility. Shortly after the detox, there were a few weeks of unexpected stability. Sleep came easily and there were no extreme mood swings. Unfortunately, my volatile brain reminded me that treatment-resistant depression is my lifelong companion. The Black Dog attacked me from behind and slammed me to the ground with full force. But, as usual, I dusted myself off and am now slowly regaining my balance.
Reentering the world of blogging is a decision not lightly made. While I’m certain I’m not a vital presence on the mental health interwebs, I do know I had an audience of caring and supportive readers. If you happen to be one of those, thank you for giving me another look. If you’re a new reader, hop on the crazy train and enjoy the ride.