Melancholy

I haven't posted for a while. Work has been busy and I've been travelling a lot, so it's hard to stay up with the project of maintaining a blog.

Last week I visited my physician, complaining of a chronic and worsening stomach upset. I came away with a diagnosis of depression and a prescription for Wellbutrin. So the world turns...

It was not entirely a surprise to me, although I would have been the last one to admit the existence of a problem. I always behaved as if depression was an emotional and spiritual issue that others had to deal with. I never saw it (except perhaps in occasional moments of intense gloom) as something I would ever have to deal with.

In retrospect I don't know how I couldn't see it for what it is, especially since I've been exhibiting classical symptoms for some time. I guess we are all blindest to that which is nearest our own eyes.

I have of late, but wherefore I know not, lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercise; and indeed, it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire: why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.

- Hamlet 

So a new journey begins for me. Hopefully now that my depression is out in the open I'll be able to deal with the monster instead of keeping it bottled up inside. If you read this blog, please pray for my continued journey of healing.