CoastWatcher
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In July of 2018 I was six months past my 60th birthday and enjoying a Canadian summer, looking forward to a number of trips my wife and I had planned. By the end of August I had lost three friends to death and saw my own health being threatened. By September, always a wonderful month in Toronto, I had - essentially - pulled the blankets over my head and was sinking into depression. It happened quickly.
Unlike so many people who encounter the black dog of depression, I realized I wasn't "right," but that made little difference. I had the support of my wife, and the concern of many, including @Nelson Vergel and @Dr Justin Saya MD here at EM. But I was just drifting away from activities (including a substantial involvement as a moderator here at EM), putting one foot in front of the other. I turned away from so very many.
I did emerge.
A good therapist. A kind primary care physician. A spouse who loves me. But many who have those resources never walk out of the fog. I am humbled by what I experienced. My friends, every man and woman I know, waited for me. I thank all of them.
Each of these men and women have asked me what they could have done. Should someone you care about start slipping away, please know that all you can do is all you can do. I knew I was loved and cared for. They may not have known it, in fact they may have doubted my gratitude, but they made a world of difference.
Depression...so much we still don't know.
Unlike so many people who encounter the black dog of depression, I realized I wasn't "right," but that made little difference. I had the support of my wife, and the concern of many, including @Nelson Vergel and @Dr Justin Saya MD here at EM. But I was just drifting away from activities (including a substantial involvement as a moderator here at EM), putting one foot in front of the other. I turned away from so very many.
I did emerge.
A good therapist. A kind primary care physician. A spouse who loves me. But many who have those resources never walk out of the fog. I am humbled by what I experienced. My friends, every man and woman I know, waited for me. I thank all of them.
Each of these men and women have asked me what they could have done. Should someone you care about start slipping away, please know that all you can do is all you can do. I knew I was loved and cared for. They may not have known it, in fact they may have doubted my gratitude, but they made a world of difference.
Depression...so much we still don't know.
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