{"id":2794,"date":"2011-05-20T19:48:47","date_gmt":"2011-05-20T19:48:47","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/?p=2794"},"modified":"2018-05-15T09:59:25","modified_gmt":"2018-05-15T16:59:25","slug":"woke-up-depressed-still-went-to-work","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/woke-up-depressed-still-went-to-work\/","title":{"rendered":"Woke up Depressed- Still Went to Work"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;ve been stable for a week. This is a miracle for me as I usually have a mood swing every day.<\/p>\n<p>My mind kept saying, &#8220;You will never get depressed again Julie! It&#8217;s gone forever!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Almost 30 years of depression and my mind still doesn&#8217;t get it!\u00a0 I am open to being well forever. It&#8217;s always my goal- but so far, the depression always comes back.<\/p>\n<p>I was ready for it in my mind, but when it starts I&#8217;m always so mad, mad, MAD!<\/p>\n<p>The past week has been so wonderful. It wasn&#8217;t mania and my mind wasn&#8217;t mean to me. I worked as much as I could. I truly like my work, especially the family and partner coaching. It has meaning for me.<\/p>\n<p>But this morning\u00a0 the big D was\u00a0 back full force. I woke up at 4:00 AM and it started.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What is the point of getting up Julie? Every day is the same. Work for money- that isn&#8217;t worth it. No hope for the future. Things are the same as always. There is no point in getting up. You&#8217;re lonely.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s such a pervasive feeling. It&#8217;s soaks up all of my cells.<\/p>\n<p>I knew my management skills had to kick in. I called up my inner drill sargeant. &#8220;Get out of bed Julie! Don&#8217;t listen.&#8221; I jumped up. In the bath I said, &#8220;No wallowing in misery Julie! Get out of the\u00a0bath and get dressed!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>It propelled me into getting ready to go to work. I&#8217;m at my office for the day now. Starbucks \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n<p>And I&#8217;m working. The depression is better. I kicked it out of my body through action!<\/p>\n<p>Julie<\/p>\n<!-- AddThis Advanced Settings generic via filter on the_content --><!-- AddThis Share Buttons generic via filter on the_content -->","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;ve been stable for a week. This is a miracle for me as I usually have a mood swing every day.<\/p>\n<p>My mind kept saying, &#8220;You will never get depressed again Julie! It&#8217;s gone forever!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Almost 30 years of depression and my mind still doesn&#8217;t get it! I am open to being well forever. It&#8217;s always my goal- but so far, the depression always comes back.<\/p>\n<p>I was ready for it in my mind, but when it starts I&#8217;m always so mad, mad, MAD!<\/p>\n<p>The past week has been so wonderful. It wasn&#8217;t mania and my mind wasn&#8217;t mean to me. I worked as much as I could. I truly like my work, especially the family and partner coaching. It has meaning for me.<\/p>\n<p>But this morning the big D was back full force. I woke up at 4:00 AM and it started.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What is the point of getting up Julie? Every day is the <a href=\"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/woke-up-depressed-still-went-to-work\/\">[ Read More ]<\/a><!-- AddThis Advanced Settings generic via filter on get_the_excerpt --><!-- AddThis Share Buttons generic via filter on get_the_excerpt --><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2794"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2794"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2794\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":11702,"href":"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2794\/revisions\/11702"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2794"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2794"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2794"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}