My GP did one of those leading question quizzes and deduced that I am severely depressed! No Shit!! My Wife wants to know why? Well, let’s see; I went from a self-sufficient, self-assured, confident, WARRIOR, who lead men into battle, to a person who can’t even get a haircut without an escort!!
The few things I want to do, I never get to do. And trust me, there are few things I want to do anymore. I get angry over trivial things, continually feel like kicking the shit out of most people I see, and I have no one who respects me or understands what I did for 40 years to talk too!
Yes I am depressed and I can only see it getting worse. The GP wants me to go to a Psychiatrist. For what? That Scab Lifter will only want me to take more pills! NO!! Not going to happen.
I try very hard to be as calm as I can. If I am out of control and I know it, I go to “The Cabin” and hide. That is as good as it can be.
The holidays always are hard for me and this year may present even more challenges. My Wife dose her very best to mitigate stressors for me but some things are out of her control.