A week ago I was diagnosed with depression. Over the weekend and into the week I felt down, sluggish, of-of-sorts and wanting to be alone.
Yesterday, I woke up before my alarm went off. As I lay in bed just thinking (and it is one of my favorite pastimes), I came upon an important insight and it is this:
Yes I have depression; yes, I will have bad days, but n the morning when I wake up, I make the decision how I approach the day. I decide that I will do my best to make it a great day, or not.
So a crappy day at work, I decide how I react. Pulled off my machine… twice, told to relieve other operators for lunch and a planning meeting for the continuous improvement team that I am on.
But wait, through this all I have a chance to be seen by the top brass in the company for efforts to improve efficiency where I work… Maybe it’s not all that bad.
If fact, maybe it’s HOW I approach issues that arise, THROUGH the understanding of depression that I will transcend what happens.
It’s just a thought.