My World of Blue

It's one of the most common mental illnesses of our day.
It goes by many aliases:
anxiety, fear, sadness, lack of interest, feeling BLUE...
Whatever you call it...it's painful.

I like to call it BLUE. BLUE seems less threatening. Manageable even. And for someone who is "self diagnosed" with depressive episodes, I'll manage whatever I can.

These types of feelings are common. Everyone feels bummed or sad sometimes. But the feelings can be intense and difficult to carry for those suffering. So difficult in fact, that the burden can be consuming.

Daily, I battle BLUE times. I even worry when I have nothing to worry about. I get so preoccupied with the BLUE that I miss everything brighter. I need a lighter load. Thus the purpose of this blog.

No satire or sarcasm. No complaining or gossip. Argue that it's not reality if needs be, but in my defense...my world of BLUE is no reality. Real reality consists of beauty, laughter, and joy: Everything my world of BLUE is lacking. I acknowledge the reality of human suffering and pain, but I also acknowledge God for allowing us to feel and to love. I thank Him for providing the brightest things.

I need to break through my world of BLUE. I need to recognize the brightest things. I'll do it here.