I am having another depressive episode and it is one of too many to count stretching back to when I was 12. I will be 60 in a few weeks. So I have thought in the past that maybe blogging about it would help me and possibly some other people. I am new to blogging so cut me some slack. I will learn how to add photos and graphics and how to publicize the blog.
Some of you know the old blues song “The Blues Ain’t Nothin”. I will find the lyrics and post them soon but since the song is from a man’s point of view I am going to adapt it or find a female adaptation. So that’s how I picked the title of the blog.
In brief here is my story. As I said, I had my first depressive episode when I was 12. I did not know what was happening to me and it would take 25 more years to finally get a diagnosis and 10 more years after that to get a reasonably effective medication regimen in place. But those of you who have depression know that medication doesn’t always work completely even if you are very compliant which I am. So now I am having an episode and have a work trip coming up that I really can’t get out of. That’s another part of the story. I am a licensed social worker. I am not a therapist but work with children with disabilities and their family. Next week I go to a camp for kids with disabilities and will be helping to run a Feeding Disorders clinic.
So this blog will be about depression and anxiety, and working as a social worker while mentally ill. I am also a recovering alcoholic (17 years of sobriety). More later.