Progress Report
Posted: Thu Nov 07, 2019 1:41 pm
Hey Everyone,
Hope the day is all treating you well and you're continuing to fight the good fight. I've been having a lot of trouble taking action lately, but I felt like I could manage a general post, so here we are.
It's been a mission of mine to try and get out with my daughter and socialize. Over the last few weeks I've reached out to several different organizations and have received a wealth of helpful information that is currently sitting in the inbox of my email, unread. I can't seem to bring myself to start to review this information to put the next steps of my plan into action, it is just too overwhelming. That little tidbit aside, I've got a personal story from yesterday that I would like to share.
I live in a pretty small town with a population of about 15,000 people. I've been trying to find things to do locally with my daughter because I feel like a sense of community is key to overcoming my depression and anxiety. I was delighted to find out that the local library has a story time every Wednesday morning, so we went yesterday, and I can say overall it was of benefit and I will continue to take her. In the moment though, this was not the case.
My anxiety kicked in really early in the morning, just dreading the thought of the experience. My daughter has been waking up around 5am since the time change, so I had about 4.5 solid hours of dread that I was just trying to keep in check. I didn't let me talk myself out of it, we showed up. It continued to be a very uncomfortable experience though. It's almost like I have forgotten how to socialize, I spent most of my time trying to not look on the outside how I felt on the inside. To compound the problem, I was the only male there aside from a grandfather/granddaughter duo. I see the mothers socializing and discussing their little ones, and I can't get over this sense of being an outcast, of being different and unaccepted. I know that is probably not the reality of the situation, but that is the battle going on inside my mind.
Hope the day is all treating you well and you're continuing to fight the good fight. I've been having a lot of trouble taking action lately, but I felt like I could manage a general post, so here we are.
It's been a mission of mine to try and get out with my daughter and socialize. Over the last few weeks I've reached out to several different organizations and have received a wealth of helpful information that is currently sitting in the inbox of my email, unread. I can't seem to bring myself to start to review this information to put the next steps of my plan into action, it is just too overwhelming. That little tidbit aside, I've got a personal story from yesterday that I would like to share.
I live in a pretty small town with a population of about 15,000 people. I've been trying to find things to do locally with my daughter because I feel like a sense of community is key to overcoming my depression and anxiety. I was delighted to find out that the local library has a story time every Wednesday morning, so we went yesterday, and I can say overall it was of benefit and I will continue to take her. In the moment though, this was not the case.
My anxiety kicked in really early in the morning, just dreading the thought of the experience. My daughter has been waking up around 5am since the time change, so I had about 4.5 solid hours of dread that I was just trying to keep in check. I didn't let me talk myself out of it, we showed up. It continued to be a very uncomfortable experience though. It's almost like I have forgotten how to socialize, I spent most of my time trying to not look on the outside how I felt on the inside. To compound the problem, I was the only male there aside from a grandfather/granddaughter duo. I see the mothers socializing and discussing their little ones, and I can't get over this sense of being an outcast, of being different and unaccepted. I know that is probably not the reality of the situation, but that is the battle going on inside my mind.