Depression

I was diagnosed with depression and an anxiety disorder about 7 years ago. The depression and anxiety got worse before they got better, but both have been under control and almost non existant for about 4 years now. I have come to accept that I am going to be one of those people who is on medication the rest of their life. And, honestly, the medication is a Godsend. Every once in a while, I will have a few days where I hit a rough patch. There was no particular thing that set off this rough patch, but the last 24 hours have had lots of tears. My husband has been out of town for the last 4 days and I am just feeling a little lonely. Even the few days before he left town, our schedules just didn't match up very well. I am also suffering from major allergies from the new cats and so I am not feeling 100%. Then, there is the always wonderful PMS. These boughts of depression are tough though because I find myself sobbing, not just crying, but sobbing over small little things. Last night, the cats were sitting on my lap and my allergies were so bad and I just wanted them to leave me alone, but when cats sense there is something wrong, they try to help by snuggling. I know this, but I sat on the couch and sobbed for about 15 minutes. On my way to work today, there was a sad song on the radio and I cried in the car. Then, I got home from work, found out that my husband ended up having to go to a rehearsal tonight, and was watching Miami Ink where a man was getting a portrait of his son, who died of SIDS, tattooed to his arm. I stood in the living room and sobbed for another 15 minutes! Now that I am blogging and just getting some things out, I am feeling much better! My husband will be home in about 2 hours and we can have some together time and all will be good! Until next time...