A bit about me…
I am about as “normal” on the outside as the next guy. Every day I get out of bed, go to work, come home, go to bed way too late and then start the whole thing over again. Those around me–even those in closest proximity–would not know, and I daresay would not believe that I suffer from major depression, OCD and anxiety disorder. My wife knows first hand because she is on this journey with me. Living would be a solid impossibility without her.
Depression has been part of my whole life. My father, both his parents and even a great-grandpa dealt with depression. In the 70’s and 80’s, only a couple anti-depressants were available for use. My father went untreated during this time, so you can imagine what conditions were like during my first 20 years growing up.
My turn came when I turned 28 years old.
I’ve needed a place for quite a while where I could just express some of my thoughts without fear of being judged–by others or myself. Perhaps writing will be therapeutic or helpful in some way. At any rate, I’m sure more personal, autobiographical material will find its way here as I go along, so I’ll skip all that “get to know you” stuff for now.
If you’re reading this, I hope whatever you find here is helpful.