Y’all. All of life is a choice. All of it. And lately?
I have been choosing to take a slow train ride to Slugsville.
Slugsville is a pleasant, albeit slimy place. It is a place of stillness. There’s lots of carbs involved, usually the ones with the double-stuffed centers. There’s a lot of pillows.
Also, some self loathing. But, the milder kind. Like, the kind where you watch twelve straight episodes of Property Brothers and think you should get some granite counter tops because everyone else has them, but first you might have to clean the kitchen first, but we just had breakfast so it looks like a crime scene, and maybe you will just eat half a box of Nilla Wafers instead. That kind of self-loathing.
“One day,” you think, “One day I will FIX ALL THE THINGS.”
So, I’ve been in a rut. It’s kind of understandable. It’s summer and I’m surrounded by nutball boys and wet swim suits and the endlessly tedious job of Putting Tiny Legos Back Where They Don’t Really Belong Because There Millions and They Keep Having Lego Babies.
Also, I have been a bit heartbroken about our world. So there’s that. And being a “little bit” heartbroken is kind of like saying, I’m just gonna watch E.T. and I might cry just a “little bit.”
Change, it seems, can be good. But, as one who has dealt with a “little bit” of depression all my life (yes, I know, I am being rather blithe about the depression thing, but not really. I am just talking about it in the way that is familiar and chatty, because we are very, very comfortable with each other, depression and I, and I am NOT going to write a depressing post today about depression. There is enough angst already, y’all, on the internets.)
ANYHOW. As one who has dealt with depression, I recognize the road to Slugville.
And I want to turn the heck around.
Here is what I do when Slugville looms on my horizon. I start to make little changes – watching my sleep. Reaching out to friends for lunch dates. Baking cookies. Making sure I walk the dog every morning. All those little shifts in the daily in and out help.
But also? I read.
Well, I read all the time, anyway, but I make a point to find something new, inspirational, and probably waiting in the large pile of books by my bed anyhow, just sitting and waiting patiently for me to open its covers and get some help.
And so, I present to you:
*Truth? It is an e book so it wasn’t waiting in the pile by the bed. It was waiting in the computer. Same diff.
I met Tam when I spoke last year at the Whole Women’s Weekend in Maryland. She is adorable. And she is really funny. AND she is a powerhouse for Jesus, so my goodness, she is just straight-up GOOD PEOPLE.
And here is what her book is like:
You know when it’s been a hot, muggy summer all… well, summer long? And then one night there is a really huge, torrential downpour, and you go out onto your porch before dawn and you can smell it, a coolness, a hint of Autumn, and everything is washed down and clean and even the flowers seem to stand up straighter?
That’s her book. It’s a deep breath. It’s a shift in the weather. It clears out cobwebs.
Tam starts out by asking three simple questions:
- What do need to CHANGE?
- What do you want to BECOME.
- And when will you CHOOSE to begin?
And then, she answers with three truths. And I’m not gonna tell you any more because the book is super short and super good and I want you to read it for yourself!
Tam’s book is available on amazon if you want to take a look. Click here.
Also, if you want to know more about the lovely Tam, click here.
What do you have to lose? Because, despite what the slugs say,
“Change is good.”
Depression and I are lifeline ng friends, too. I agree with all of your strategies for coping when you feel “Slugsville” coming on. I hope to meet you when you visit The Writers Place in Kansas City. For me, your writing has been an excellent source of sanity and validation!
YESSSSS!!!! 🙂 I LOVE LOVE LOVE to meet readers – makes me do the happy dance! 🙂