Conflict and Surrender

It won’t give up, it wants me dead
Goddamn this noise inside my head

© Nine Inch Nails, “The Becoming”, Downward Spiral album

That’s not quite where I am at the moment – but somehow it still seems to be the best lyric for describing things at the moment.

I’ve written before about my regular issues and history with depression, and the way I normally fight my way through it. Recently though, that’s not been the case. If I’m honest, the last three or four years have involved fighting, but only getting to an impasse, a holding action to keep ground, rather than a victory.

I’ve made lots of plans, and had the intention to do things. It’s just that I never seem to find the time or the final motivation to get them done.  I keep on trying, and I keep on failing – and at the moment there’s no good reason for Why. I just don’t get to it. That final bit, that final push, is missing, AWOL.

So I’m working on getting through it, but I’m also going to go a different route this time. I’ve a doctor’s appointment in a couple of weeks time, and I’m going to aim to get some anti-depressants. Not something I’m overly happy about, but I think it’s time for me to try them again.

I had a very negative experience with them many moons ago, so I have some really serious reservations about them. But if I can give them a go and they work, so be it. If not, it’s another avenue tried and I need to find other options. But at least I’ll be trying the avenues this time.


One Comment on “Conflict and Surrender”

  1. Blue Witch says:

    If I may proffer a little bit of advice, from a place of personal experience…

    From my little peeping-in occasionally place, I’d say that you aren’t giving yourself credit for all that you already do.

    I keep reading about all your plans and wondering why you set yourself up to fail? You’re not superman (no-one is!), and I don’t believe that anyone could achieve all you set out to do, with a demanding full-time job, a large garden and livestock, all the driving you do, and all the events you go to. Especially as you get older.

    Perhaps a bit of realism would help keep the depression at bay? That is, don’t make (so many) plans, then you won’t constantly feel down because you’ve failed at meeting your goals.

    Life is a journey not a race.


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