It is funny, but it is not.

I found some really funny bipolar and or depression/anxiety cartoons on the web.

Do most bipolar's feel like this? . I do a lot.

If only this could be a steady life.

Way to save the turkey.

Was the depression glass ever used in therapy? I love this vintage stuff, but drop the depression please.

You must laugh at yourself :Pro_15:13  A merry heart maketh a cheerful countenance: but by sorrow of the heart the spirit is broken. Pro_17:22  A merry heart doeth good like a medicine: but a broken spirit drieth the bones.
So it is humorous, but at the same time a sad fact.

Depression, like ice upon my soul.

I know I already posted today, but I thought describing my depression today might help my mind set. Shorter days -and though I am so thankful for the rain and actually love cloudy days, it is so cloudy on my mind I actually am finding myself crying so much more than I have for a couple months.

So what does this depression feel like to me:

1. Pinterest does not even lift my spirits when it usuallyu help me immensely.
2. I feel like I cannot breathe.
3. Do not even want to listen to music.
4. I am nauseous from it.
5. Thinking everyone is against me and even though it is a fact that God is not. I cannot stop the feeling -though a lie from the pit that all I have ever done as I grow old was such a waste in God's name.
6. There was never enough time or money to do what I wanted for God. I know you are not supposed to think such thoughts per the bible or even advice given by self help stuff, but I am overwhelmed with Why? Yes, in heaven my tear will be wiped away, but does anyone else think-and maybe my idea of heaven is skewed-it is now when people need love in caring that money is needed to do things you will not need to do in heaven and time is the same way. God says he will provide sufficiency in all things to abound to every good work. Am I missing something here?
7. The depression is like ice inside me.
8. I feel so strange.
9.  I feel fake and like it all is surreal.
10.  The mental health place that is supposed to be so helpful , are not there for me-though they say they will be when I really am in need  Game playing as the darkness closes in. 

While I was getting some canned hash out of the microwave-even though I am in a brain fog, I have hope that maybe I am in such a bad manner, it is because I have prayed hard  and God is breaking through like with Daniel to answer my prayers? I just could wish I would see the answers.

MUST FIGHT

Depression- Medicines

One thing I really get tired of is people giving advice when they are not in your house, have not lived your life and just plain do not know.
Last time I went in the hospital I was told over and over I need these medicines they put me on. Now I am not against medicine for any condition even mental stuff if needed . What I do not care for is medical people so called talking to you like you are stupid, giving advice that works for them but they have no idea what it is like in actuality. Degrees do not count! -and talking to you stupid. Or when you tell them  exactly what happened with a medicine practically accusing you of lying. Looking at you like you do Meth like many. I have no respect for these people at all. They make it all sound so easy because their way works for them.
They take it for granted you have money to get these drugs. Actually an antidepressant I was put on in the hospital was really helping. One case manager told me I could probably get this medicine for $4 Walmart list. I called Walmart and woe, was this not only on the $4 list , it was running about $150 for a month. Well I am told you can go get it on the discount at Walgreens . It is only $30 there. Walgreens is way far out, so consider the gas, and it would be okay if I just had that prescription, but how much do all the prescriptions I get run at $30 a pop? It is like a juggling act.
Needless to say, I think it is better to give this depression over to God. if I had not had this good medicine in the first place, my depression would be more manageable then it is now. it is extreme as my body loses the help of the drug.
I tell them that. "What if I cannot get these medication? After all as I wrote on a post back a few days, I am trying to get asthma help with natural plants in my yard since my asthma  is a killer and real costly to get the prescriptions for. There answer is "why?" DUH !!!! Things do happen and my asthma medication is a matter of life and death.
So here I sit -extremely depressed-far worse than if I had never had the stupid drugs in the first place and they want to push more and more which is far worse to have and then not and over and over cycle than to just deal with it  with God's strength in the first place.

Oh and another thing in their cushy government job. You call to tell them -these concerned for you helpers when you were in the hospital-to tell them wast is happening, leave messages and they do not call back. This is not me, because of God's restraining hand but then they scratch their heads at someone going postal. Is it any wonder?