I tried to write this post three or four times, but each time I sort of drifted away . . . online shopping anyone?
A few months ago I had a minor bout of depression that depressed the hell out of me. Truly, I had no reason for the melancholy that overcame me. Daily I ran through my checklist: Family healthy? Check. Children doing okay? Check. Marriage in good shape? Check. Career on the right path? Check.
Friends, love, home? Check, check, check.
I was ashamed of my dispiritedness. People were starving. Women were being forced into sexual servitude. Unemployment. Cancer. Hurricanes. What the heck was my problem? My husband kept suggesting I dig into it. He wanted me to figure how and why it started. What was the trigger? (Perhaps I was depressed because my husband was so damn analytical.)