PWD: Post Whatever Depression

Ever been working hard on something, then it's finished and you feel devoid of meaning, without a reason to go forward? It's not the relax of a job well done, 'cause you still don't know it's well done. You have done your fair share of it but in the end it's not under your control; you are not happy with some bits of it, but you share responsibility, and the only thing to do is sit back and wait. And move on.

It's a pain. It's a pain because it's bad in itself, plus it's a symptom that there is something missing in your life. Nice, this one, "there is something missing in your life". Perfect for a pop song. Makes no sense in itself. Nothing that is missing can "be there" to start with. But that's just playing with words.

Once again life goes by without leaving tracks, weeks pile up without anything worth remembering happening, apart from work deadlines. It's massively depressing, it keeps happening about twice a year, generally speaking it's a major PITA. Why am I writing about it here? Because saying it out loud is the only way I've found so far to overcome depression bouts like this. Telling it to friends is no use, everyone has a recipe for happiness that just doesn't fit MY bill, they mean well but the only one that can solve this problem is me. With time and patience and a little luck.

If anyone happens to read this, which I doubt, take a word of advice. If you ever feel the same way I do, drop whatever you are doing, drop this page and run for dear life. Go get one, quick. Doesn't matter whether it's perfect, your dream of a youngster, with plenty of bells and whistles, or something more plain and simple. Reach for it like it's the only important thing in the world, because, for you, it is. I'm going to do that as soon as possible.

I.