I kind of had an epiphany last week. I was sitting on the porch for my prayer time, whining to The Almighty about not being able to find a job and feeling sorry for myself and the thought came into my mind -- how dare I complain when I am at home, in this beautiful place, with the kids I have and a husband who goes to work every day and does not complain about it or about anything I do, how dare I? I am blessed beyond measure. So what if we can't afford extras like vacations right now? We can pay our bills. So what if my life is not perfect. Its still good. There is still good.
A year after getting off Prozac, I am so, so, so much better. I think know it was making me worse, not better, causing intrusive, frequent suicidal thoughts that are now just a part of my past. If you think your antidepressant could be making you worse, talk to your doctor and find out if you need to change or taper it.
Think about this moment, not the future, not the past. Think about this moment. You're reading this blog. Take a minute, close your eyes and focus on your breathing, slowing it down and relaxing for a moment. Think about 3 things you are thankful for, even if they are pitiful. Sometimes, it's "Hey, I don't have the stomach flu" or "I don't have vertigo today". Vertigo is horrible and every day without it is a day to celebrate. :-P
I found a great blog on being positive today. The Positivity Blog. The tagline is Happiness and Awesomeness Tips That Work in Real Life. How cool is that? I'm going to be reading for a while over there.
Inspiring post, thank you. (LOL at "whining to The Almighty"!!)
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