Up and down and all around…

So nothing much has changed with me really. I guess maybe I’m getting slowly ‘better’ with my depression all the time, It seems though that it’s not so much that my depression has become more diminished, rather that I’ve become more accustomed to coping with the limitations it imposes on me. I’m skeptical that things will get much better than they are. But skepticism, and a lack of hope are on that list of symptoms that come with depression mud pie.

I’m not doing very well with the psychiatrists instructions to modify my sleeping patterns so that I don’t sleep in in the mornings. I cling to my sleep almost every morning till as long as I can, it seems painful to leave my morning dreams, though they are always filled with bizarre and sometimes sickly dimensions.

This morning it was a kitten with severe tapeworm leaving segments all over my home in my dreams along with other infestations of worms in weird places, like the strawberries I was eating. The night before it was man sized tarantulas laying eggs in people. Infestations of things that instill revulsion and fear in me are common in my dream symbolism and I think a direct reference to the infestation of depression in my life. That I may be together on the outside, but inside of me is a lot of rot. Now that I’ve shared such darling concepts with you…

What else is new, Wolfe tested and passed for his black belt in kickboxing. Got it all on tape, thanks to tanuki, and I’m uber proud of him. He’s doing fantastic, particularly considering he’s not exactly in peek form given his trouble with his GI tract, it’s almost certain that he has crohns considering his symptoms. He has to wait till April to get further tests done. I’m trying not to worry about him too much, as he seems pretty relaxed about it, I get knots in my own gut if I think about it too much.

Our puppy Bella is fully recovered from getting spayed, though still have problems with her house training, she will still go on the floor without warning at times. It means the oriental rugs are -still- rolled up so that it’s concrete and tile only, and we can keep things clean. I miss my rugs! I hope she improves. Pugs are known to be slow learners in that regard, and I’ve heard some never become fully house-broken. I hope that’s not her! Iggy is great, not only does he only go outdoors, he can hold it a long time, and when he needs to go he goes to the door and gives a bark. Nice clear communication. In fact sometimes he can seem to tell that she needs to go and he barks at her, and we take her out, or we don’t, she pees on the floor, and we get what he was trying to tell us. He’s a chatty dog.

I’ve been living in the land of Neopia. For those of you who are familiar with neopets, you’ll understand. I was playing a while back, left off for a year or so, and am playing again. It’s a silly fantasy escape, but it’s where my head is at, simple, child-like, fantasy fun.

Wolfe and I have been shooting lots of fun photo sessions, as usual, too much to keep track of. Going to go to the art gallery tonight with a model of ours that travelled all the way from Manchester in the UK to do a head shaving fetish shoot! It’s a beautiful warm sunny day.

The weather here has been fantastic, mild, and lots of sunny days. It’s always funny to watch the reports of snow and cold temperatures in the eastern US, and I so often run into people online who assume our weather in Vancouver Canada must be super cold, when we’re so much milder in weather. Warmer winters and cooler summers, really closest to Seattle weather.

Been to a number of play parties of late, and have enjoyed playing with Wolfe ganging up on tanuki, but often feel like I’m butting in. I know Wolfe dosen’t mind at all, but I feel kind of… like I don’t really know what my status is with tanuki, and I feel like I’m not sure if she knows either. So I’m just kind of… peripheral. Been trying to connect with joni more, but timing has been off with us.

Now I’m going over to Victoria on Vancouver Island for a bit, visit family and have a change of pace. Enough from me, I’m off to neopia.

XO
Leila

4 Responses to “Up and down and all around…”

  1. jOni[katt] Says:

    Hello, my Love.

    Do have a wonderful time in Victoria.

    Yes, You are making progress. Your insights are clear and meaningful.

    Wolfe loves You as deeply as i love my partner. Three is always an awkward number, no matter how much goodwill there is.

    Do You need a fourth for bridge sometime?

    Things are ramping up with me, and i really want us to spend some time before it gets too busy. Although, time with You would be a good idea in the midst of the "crazy season" that is now upon us - You are real, this other stuff is 80% cosmetic.

    Please keep posting to Pillow Book. I feel close to You here.

    Your collar on my heart,

    jOni[Katt]

  2. Observer Says:

    Question if you might indulge me. I watch your web cams sometime and you always look so sad. Alone. Your husband is happy, smiling, arms around someone else that he cares for too. How can you stand that? is that why you look so sad? Or is that the depression and you are ok that your husband is happy somewhere where you are not? I am married. Happily. So it confuses me. Could you enlighten on polyamorous love and the normal human jealousy or does the kind of person you have to be to be poly preclude jeolousy?

  3. rupert Says:

    Hi,

    I find that is very true, once you have an idea of your depressions then the best thing you can do is work around the limitations. I try and wade through it knowing when the day arrives, you can sniff relief in the air, it might be dispersed but eventually the air becomes clearer. I have trouble getting up because of depression but a friend of mine said that she accepts that she needs to sleep in and so I came up with the idea of compromising and waking up not too early and not too late, it seems to work and doesn’t allow me to be too hard on myself if I’ve slept the day away.

    Hope things brighten up soon.

    Take care
    rupert

  4. W. S. Cross Says:

    There is much discussion about whether depression enhances creativity, or diminishes it. It could just as well be argued that creativity brings on depression because of the restrictions on creative outlet. But your journal will at least give you a means of working through this, just as the journal that forms the basis of my novel saved the sanity of the real-life person whose story I fictionalized. Drop by if you’re interested in seeing how very much you’re not alone in your journey.