A Fixer Upper

How I deal with my depression.

I start with wrapping myself in a fleece blanket, and curling into a ball.

Something warm and compressing, to take away the cold chills of being entirely tired too often.

I look at my phone for distraction, and always find myself looking at home repair.

A convenient reminder that rebuilding from the inside out takes some time, and its not an easy job, but a rewarding one.

The last step, is thinking of myself as a small cottage, lost in time, somewhere in the woods.

The roof leaks, the window are dusted with dirt, the floorboards creak with every step.

But with a little time, love, and care, it would be a picturesque place to live.

I say it out loud, over and over, untill I feel the slightest bit better.

With a little time, love, and care.