Messages from the Dark: Lessons from Recent Depressive Episode

Written By: Sarah Kolman RN, MA, CHPN, INHC, NC-BC

It was about 10 p.m. on Mother’s Day and I was a mess. On paper, it had been the most thoughtful and perfect Mother’s Day I could imagine. Yet there I was, settling in for a restless night on the couch. (When I commit to shutting down and hiding, I really go for it.) It dawned on me, after a shame- and disgust-filled crying jag: “Oh sh*t, I’m depressed.”  Read more  about what I discovered about how things got so out of control with my mood and wellness.

It was about 10 p.m. on Mother’s Day and I was a mess. On paper, it had been the most thoughtful and perfect Mother’s Day I could imagine. Yet there I was, settling in for a restless night on the couch. (When I commit to shutting down and hiding, I really go for it.) It dawned on me, after a shame- and disgust-filled crying jag: “Oh sh*t, I’m depressed.” Read more about what I discovered about how things got so out of control with my mood and wellness.