Shooting for the moon? Not me!
As many of you know, I’ve been struggling since my retirement last summer.
Depression, anxiety, and just feeling exhausted and out of sorts.
I did not get enough exercise, I ate WAY too many sweets, and I despaired.
I finally got to the point where I wanted to feel better, it was time to kick myself in the arse, get out of bed, and DO something about how I was feeling.
For the first few months, it felt like I was shooting for the moon.
Will I never feel better?
I started taking a low dose anti-depressant, which has worked for me before, and I started asking myself just what the hell what I wanted at this stage of my life. The answers did not come right away, but they did show up, a little at a time. I acted on my desires, and started making changes.
I spent less time in bed, my sleep quality was better, my mood was much better, and it just felt really good to move, be outside, and be active again. I started reconnecting with friends and acquaintances, and really enjoying spending time with my family.
One day I was able to say, without reservation, that I was “back.”
It didn’t feel like I was reaching for the unattainable; I had arrived at the spot I wanted to be at.
Talk about ultimate coolness and true joy.
Thanks to everyone who helped me along the way–family, friends, my doctor, and the dogs who made me get out of the house so they could pee and poop a few times a day.
The Robert Frost quote above is my way of reminding myself to take risks, to not stand back and refuse to participate in life for fear of getting hurt. Years ago, I had a friend tell me “if you’re going to play the game of life, you need to deal with the consequences.”
I’m back, baby!