tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post228849768723245045..comments2024-03-26T07:33:18.502-04:00Comments on WordWranglers: A hiccup in time...Margiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03843006118151762550noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-89868193270127060102014-01-21T14:17:24.450-05:002014-01-21T14:17:24.450-05:00That was what was worrisome about my blue day, Car...That was what was worrisome about my blue day, Carolyn. I have SAD, too (I think--not diagnosed), but I was down here in the sunshine. I had NO reason for the blue day, and that was what scared me. However, I'm better now. :-) Thanks for stopping by!Liz Flahertyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06794565644883272260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-75834901560974790912014-01-21T12:38:11.952-05:002014-01-21T12:38:11.952-05:00Liz, I'm happy your "blue" day passe...Liz, I'm happy your "blue" day passed. Sometimes for me just knowing the signs can help me get busy and see the bright side. My mother suffered from SAD (seasonal affective disorder) every winter. Sometimes a dose of sunshine just helps so much. Take care! Carolyn McCutcheonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04505732730959271307noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-58250853185658327312014-01-20T15:35:44.979-05:002014-01-20T15:35:44.979-05:00Thanks, Margie. I think that first year of college...Thanks, Margie. I think that first year of college is a walking, talking invitation! I'm glad you all came through it, but it sure is hard.Liz Flahertyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06794565644883272260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-33302555248443453222014-01-20T15:34:31.926-05:002014-01-20T15:34:31.926-05:00Yes, it absolutely IS an ugly bear, and I think mi...Yes, it absolutely IS an ugly bear, and I think mine was probably a two on a scale of one to ten. Hugs to you and your husband both, because I think the suffering of living with someone who has it is sometimes more than that of the actual depression victim.Liz Flahertyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06794565644883272260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-50756484464584534552014-01-20T15:32:19.357-05:002014-01-20T15:32:19.357-05:00It takes more than luck--you know that as well as ...It takes more than luck--you know that as well as anyone, D. You have to know the enemy. Liz Flahertyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06794565644883272260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-81323183722155487332014-01-20T15:30:46.298-05:002014-01-20T15:30:46.298-05:00Thanks, Barb!Thanks, Barb!Liz Flahertyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06794565644883272260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-26243320884589329192014-01-20T12:40:21.436-05:002014-01-20T12:40:21.436-05:00That was pretty much what I thought of it, too!That was pretty much what I thought of it, too!Cheryl Brookshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11464377381132807409noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-34789514913251792112014-01-20T12:12:33.939-05:002014-01-20T12:12:33.939-05:00So far, so good--I haven't had to deal with de...So far, so good--I haven't had to deal with depression. Although my oldest daughter was on Zoloft after her first year of college and she returned home depressed for no particular reason. That was a tough year because when you've never dealt with it before, it's hard to be sympathetic. So, for me, it was a whole new learning curve.<br /><br />I'm so glad it was just a "blue" day for you, though.<br /><br />And I love the idea of an all-night writer's chat room!Margiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03843006118151762550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-78691395781864153492014-01-20T11:42:51.425-05:002014-01-20T11:42:51.425-05:00Sorry you were blue, Liz, but I'm glad it pass...Sorry you were blue, Liz, but I'm glad it passed. My husband has suffered from severe depression for twenty years. He faithfully takes his meds, but they barely take the edge off it. It's an ugly bear - I'm glad yours generally stays in the cave.Alison Hendersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12725250883303287946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-22442365827530197722014-01-20T10:49:51.321-05:002014-01-20T10:49:51.321-05:00You're lucky...you beat it back. I have suffer...You're lucky...you beat it back. I have suffered with the big D most of my life. I don't need Zoloft anymore, but I know where it is if I need it. D'Annhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05333880627045486088noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-65099467814383984462014-01-20T10:42:56.015-05:002014-01-20T10:42:56.015-05:00I hate those kinds of days, when things are "...I hate those kinds of days, when things are "blah" and there's no discernible reason why... Glad you're bring and shining again today :) Barbara Bettishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16540961829243251471noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-72331887850269069052014-01-20T10:41:24.731-05:002014-01-20T10:41:24.731-05:00That's a good idea, Ashantay. What's so sc...That's a good idea, Ashantay. What's so scary, though, is that I KNOW how good life is--especially mine--but I still get these days that are...empty. I have a long gratitude list (I kept my 30 days last year)--maybe I need to keep it closer!Liz Flahertyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06794565644883272260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-34523707342733398972014-01-20T10:39:43.715-05:002014-01-20T10:39:43.715-05:00I was so lucky I could take them! But, yes, wine h...I was so lucky I could take them! But, yes, wine helps. Friends help. Funny husband helps, too. :-)Liz Flahertyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06794565644883272260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-38829499020511040762014-01-20T10:36:52.352-05:002014-01-20T10:36:52.352-05:00Liz, I found that keeping a "gratitude list&q...Liz, I found that keeping a "gratitude list" helped me through my blue days. If I couldn't think of something I was thankful for on those days, I rifled through my notebook and read about the days when everything was great. Knowing life wasn't all bad usually helped pull me out of the basement. Hope this helps -Ashantayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16122891967983778466noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-49760706714017406712014-01-20T10:31:46.757-05:002014-01-20T10:31:46.757-05:00Oh...and I say "best buds" all the time!...Oh...and I say "best buds" all the time!! I just can't do BFF,..so I stopped trying!Nanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08809913527142033733noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-3215046293827864512014-01-20T10:30:35.414-05:002014-01-20T10:30:35.414-05:00If there isn't a chat room that stays open 24/...If there isn't a chat room that stays open 24/7 for writers, we need to start one, baby! I rarely have a good reason for blue days. They just happen and I have to plow through because I can't take antidepressants. I tried when menopause became so awful and discovered that I'm the one in ten million who has seizures when she's on SSRIs. Wine helps... I'm always here, sweets, and so glad to talk if you need to, okay? Oh and tell your hubs he makes me smile! {{{Hugs}}}Nanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08809913527142033733noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-30480835431666165342014-01-20T10:25:03.880-05:002014-01-20T10:25:03.880-05:00I have thought of that, Sandy, wondering if there ...I have thought of that, Sandy, wondering if there is a chat room that stays open just for writers who are having bad days. The frightening thing for me when I get the blues is that I can never find a reason for it. Thanks for coming by!Liz Flahertyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06794565644883272260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-5740819458649705792014-01-20T10:19:56.600-05:002014-01-20T10:19:56.600-05:00Remember, we're always here to talk to.Remember, we're always here to talk to.Sandra Daileyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14096003641160112825noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-31506372250686586732014-01-20T10:03:37.767-05:002014-01-20T10:03:37.767-05:00LOL. Menopause is evil, is she not? Church does he...LOL. Menopause is evil, is she not? Church does help. I've never found a church here that I'm truly comfortable in, but yesterday I did. Thanks for coming by, Pam.Liz Flahertyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06794565644883272260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-35683719721552880092014-01-20T09:59:55.679-05:002014-01-20T09:59:55.679-05:00Thanks, Kristi. I was shocked when I "got&quo...Thanks, Kristi. I was shocked when I "got" it--I've always been such a Pollyanna! But stopping smoking with medication threw me into it. I'm still glad I did it (12 years and counting!) but that was a hard side effect to deal with.Liz Flahertyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06794565644883272260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-61837673690338636972014-01-20T09:56:17.622-05:002014-01-20T09:56:17.622-05:00It's funny getting older. Sometimes I get sad...It's funny getting older. Sometimes I get sad and there's nothing to be sad about. I blame menopause. I blame her for everything right now including the fact that there's too much laundry to do LOL I'm glad you're not blue anymore. Church helps, eh? It does for me.Pamela Tracyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05834270662017246137noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-53726143685924993172014-01-20T09:48:01.902-05:002014-01-20T09:48:01.902-05:00Your hubby cracks me up! I've never had to fig...Your hubby cracks me up! I've never had to fight depression and I admire everyone who has and those who still are...glad your blues went away, Liz!Kristina Knighthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13674920511835640874noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-48618350750626025502014-01-20T09:29:29.127-05:002014-01-20T09:29:29.127-05:00Thanks, Cheryl. I was so afraid that would happen ...Thanks, Cheryl. I was so afraid that would happen that I kept putting off doing something, but it wouldn't go away on its own. I did try Cymbalta for pain--what a mind-scrambler that was. Decided the cure was worse than the ailment!<br />Liz Flahertyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06794565644883272260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-31255676649588637622014-01-20T09:21:34.757-05:002014-01-20T09:21:34.757-05:00I once said something about feeling depressed to m...I once said something about feeling depressed to my doctor during a routine visit. He gave me samples of Cymbalta and a prescription. I took one pill in the parking lot and found I couldn't keep a single creative thought in my head that evening, which terrified the writer in me. I never took another one and I felt great the next day. Maybe sometimes all it takes is acknowledging the blues to make them go away. Hope yours stay gone! Cheryl Brookshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11464377381132807409noreply@blogger.com