The Return of Huffy McGloom

She’s back.

Sometime within the last two weeks, Huffy McGloom moved into my home. She crept in almost unnoticed and began wreaking havoc on my life.   Huffy has no patience; she is irritable and erratic.  She sighs and snorts, making that”hffff” sound (which is where she gets her name). She is negative and nasty, whispers scary things under her breath and gives glaring looks.  Huffy is not an easy person to have around.

I was a bit surprised when she showed up.  I haven’t spent much time with her in the last few years, but there was a time I knew her very well.  She was my constant companion for years, and she made everyone miserable.  I don’t want to share my space with her again. Fortunately, I know how to drive her away.

A few months ago, in a fit of overconfidence, I put away the one weapon that can defeat Ms. McGloom and as always,  a little crack was all she needed to slip back in. Tonight, I will open the drawer of my nightstand and retrieve that weapon.

It will take a few weeks, but I know I can banish her again.

So watch out Huffy McGloom, the little white weapon goes back on duty tonight.

That sigh you hear?  Relief from all those who deal with me on a daily basis.

Happy days will be here again soon; Huffy McGloom is on the run.

 

About this piece:   Depression is an insidious disease.   It can be situational or chronic.    I’ve had it more than half my life but manage it well with that little white weapon ( Buproprion).  When I’m feeling good, I tend to get over confident and decide I no longer need it.    I’m always wrong.   It takes a few months but Huffy McGloom finds me.   As an old pro at this depression thing,  I know the first signs and can react quickly enough to banish her within a few weeks.   If you are suffering from any of the symptoms, don’t suffer in silence.  There is help out there and there is no shame in asking for it.

 

 

 

 

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4 Responses to The Return of Huffy McGloom

  1. Oh, sweetie, I do and know all too well how it can kick your feet right out from under before you even know she’s there. This has been a sad week for me with crying jags and absolutely no patience at all. Too many negative things and an intense need for Paul not to be gone and hold me again and tell me it’s going to be okay.
    Your blog touched my heart. I hope you’re feeling better soon!
    xoxoxo
    Syl

  2. alittletea3 says:

    Been there, have the little white weapon too. Hang tough.

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