Companionship is the bane of depression. You should find a good friend, get out and go do whatever you do for fun. Note I say what you do for fun, not what they do for fun. Nothing's more lonely than being with friends who aren't really there with you.
I don't do clubs. I don't drink. I don't do drugs. I don't do many things of past enjoyment. They no longer appeal to me. I do zoo trips, movies, museums, roaming in forests to find just the right rock or twig (also Steph and Cara's favorite pasttime), things that rarely appeal to my friends in this state.
Conner Prairie is a favorite here. It's termed the 'living museum'. Though the Eitlejorg is probably my favorite of Indy's museums. Wood-wise, there's nothing like home. I roam the family acres that once belonged to my great grandparents and are now divided among my brothers and myself. My father lives there now and has done wonders with the land yet keeping the woods just as wild and beautiful as before with the exception of a path he keeps clear so he and my step-mom can take walks. I know those woods and the surrounding for miles thanks to much exploration in my childhood :)
I think that's my problem. I've been cooped up far too long. I need to get back to my element and take a deep breath of relaxation from the stress.
And you're so lucky. PA is beautiful. All those rolling green hills and patches of woods. It's heaven.
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-J.A.
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I need to move.
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I think that's my problem. I've been cooped up far too long. I need to get back to my element and take a deep breath of relaxation from the stress.
And you're so lucky. PA is beautiful. All those rolling green hills and patches of woods. It's heaven.
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