tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-834493264279327308.post8147356796183162779..comments2013-06-10T22:21:23.069-06:00Comments on ~The Red Mist Descends: Tales of a Reluctant Human~ : Depression, life narratives, walking one's own pathMother of Crowshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03217977541466780592noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-834493264279327308.post-78699022862016434522013-03-30T21:49:00.471-06:002013-03-30T21:49:00.471-06:00Thanks for sharing this, Alera! It's always fa...Thanks for sharing this, Alera! It's always fascinating to hear about people's life journey and the challenges they've faced, as well as the obstacles they've overcome. No two people are alike, and no two people will walk the same path. I'm glad we are friends and I hope some day we can meet in person! ;-) I appreciate you being candid enough to share your story, and it's clear to me you're a strong and capable woman! Mother of Crowshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03217977541466780592noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-834493264279327308.post-86243580390611105332013-03-30T21:41:07.773-06:002013-03-30T21:41:07.773-06:00'Do what works for you, and you alone.' Ex...'Do what works for you, and you alone.' Exactly! While I tried several anti-depressants through the years, I finally realized that I was better off without them. But I totally support the person that they do work for. No two people are ever going to be exactly the same in how they handle life's pressures. I self-isolate, giving myself some distance from whatever is bothering me. <br /><br />I didn't use to to do that. I went through a period where I would just explode in my twenties. I would throw things both little and big, tear up my house from one end to the other and scream and yell. By the time I was 30 I discovered that was getting way too expensive. So I started self-medicating with alcohol. In my mid thirties I realized that by spending more than half my pay on alcohol, I just might be an alcoholic. So one night I poured probably $400 in booze down the sink, quit going to bars and parties and had cable turned on. Turns out I wasn't much of an alcoholic because I didn't miss it LOL. That was when I began self-isolating and it has worked pretty well for me since then. No explosions, no getting so drunk I don't remember going home and being sick the next day. Just quiet time when I need to get myself centered again. And when I need a little pick me up I talk to my friends. Actually my last bout of depression just didn't seem to last very long at all because of my great friends like you on Facebook!<br /><br />Alera DraculTears of a Dragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15910712489155287424noreply@blogger.com