Double Depression occurs when an individual with dysthymia goes through a period of major depression on top of their “normal” depression. It’s like two scoops of ice cream on your doom and gloom waffle cone.
I have vanilla bean and praline on mine.
I know that only a slow and steady return to creative activity will move me out of this deep chasm of I-don’t-give-a-crap, where I’ve lived for a couple of months. I’ve got great ideas, but I’m having trouble getting things going. I’ve got a children’s book that is written and I’m just waiting for the artist to finish up the layouts. I have two games that are at the preliminary design stage and I have no clue what to do with them now. I also have emails that have gone unanswered and a cluttered garage.
I’m having trouble sleeping with my CPAP machine, which means I’m getting very little deep sleep, and the operation I had back in October was a complete waste of time.
My waffle cone is large and crunchy, yet I will pull myself out of this double depression and at least get back to my normal depression before February 29th. On that wonderful extra day I will reflect on my efforts.