The truth of the matter is that I've had a setback of sorts in my depression. I am back to feeling exhausted and worn out. The positive looking side of me says that it is a natural whiplash effect from all the stuff I've been touching on the inside that just asked for some time to heal and regroup. The negative side feels a little hopeless and lost in the return of the canius negra. But the loudest voice is the positive one, though not always...
I am still doing all the my work, still attending meetings, still talking and learning as much as I can. I am still doing one or three little things to improve the pace every day, but I am tired, woefully so. It does bother me that I felt like I was winning, but sometimes I think it's a sin, to feel like I'm winning when I'm losing again...
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