Setbacks in Depression

I felt like I was making progress. I was trying new techniques to help my personal/social life while using my go-to techniques for dealing with anxiety and depression.

The weather warmed up. I was back on my feet literally and figuratively. Today was hardware removal surgery. Yesterday I visited family. And there it began. I felt the guilt at not being there for my family enough. The wave knocked me down a few times while I reminisced and ruminated on the fragility of my grandparents, the cracking facade of the Nanas and Bompas I knew as a child.

Now I’m back on crutches for a few days and relying on my spouse and children to help me. I’m helpless and frustrated. And it begins again.