Today I want to talk about how my life is. I haven’t posted like this for a while because I have been so wrapped up in holding things together.
I have been to m CBT each week for the last four weeks. I am still on my meds. I am still sending my CV out for work and getting nothing back. I am still doodling and creating colouring books in the hope that something will come my way.
The reason I want to create this post is to let you know how I am coping with my depression and all the life changes.
The answer is: not very well. I spend most of my days battling my depression and trying not to call my son asking him to come and rescue me from myself. I battle telling my girlfriend that I want to be on my own and away from … Read the rest
What I want to talk about is how doodling and drawing helped me recover from my worst episode of depression in 2012.
The year before (2011) I had lost my job, house and car. I was renting my mums house and was on benefits. I had no idea where my life was going and how I was going to get well again. I was in a cycle of working too hard and allowing my depression to take hold. I once again let it take everything I had worked hard for. I was completely lost.
As part of the promotional work, for the company I was trying to create in 2012, I started to draw strange and intricate doodle illustrations as a way of connecting with potential customers. One is pictured below:
At the time I didn’t know important these mad illustrations would be in my recovery with manic depression. Or … Read the rest