I spoke with mom who has been fighting off depression – runs in the family; I don’t have to tell her – the men are rage-a-holics and the women are depressed – great combo. So I told her she needed to say her daily affirmation to bust through the cloud of darkness. “Like what?” she asked darkly. I said, “Like you are a wonderful person and deserve to be happy and you’ve had a relatively good life and are relatively in good health and not suffering.” “Oh that,” she said thinly.
I told her how I was saved – saved by my own mind that recalibrated a bunch of bad shit that happened and came out on the other side smelling like a rose – well, okay rose is a stretch, maybe more like a night-blooming jasmine – a little too cloying, and only late at night, and particularly, mostly when it’s warm outside – but still you get the point – bad to good – that’s the trajectory and path we are trying to stay on here, MOM!
She said, “Eh, whatever.”