HOW TO...

Love bread and love ice cream? Would you believe that if you mix any kind of ice cream you choose into a bowl of self-rising flour, that you can make bread? Yep, it's that easy, mix about 3 cups of self-rising flour in with the amount of ice cream it takes to make it doughy and bake at 350°F for about 45 minutes or until your bread looks done and voila, bread made from ice cream. Sherbert is not recommended.

DEPRESSION DOESN'T DEFINE ME

Depression does not define me. I have depression but I'm not depression. I despise the labels people place on everything and everyone. I'm not depressed, I'm Kelline.

What does it take to change that internal dialog? I can start looking at my mirror image and say, "Hi Kelline, remember, you're Kelline and Kelline has depression but it doesn't define you so don't ever look at you and say, 'hi depressed.'"

UPDATE ON DEPRESSION

I'm now blogging for no other reason except to say something to myself for future posterity, and if you folks happen to read it, consider that you're reading my mind, essentially.

I started Abilify two weeks ago, this is an anti-depressant therapy treatment. It's the magic bullet. I've begun feeling more social than I've ever felt in my life. All these years I've been misanthropic. Well....actually I've been depressed and that's how it manifests for me. Depression is different for everyone, and for me, it's a matter of lacking ambition, moodiness, dark moods, bad dreams, and anti-social behavior. That is starting to change. My moods have improved, I've found myself wanting to be social as never before, my ambition level has increased, and I feel like I have a new lease on life. I also see a therapist but that's for another paragraph.

Another paragraph:

My therapist is, hm, telling me a lot about himself. I'm not sure if it's okay to tell your charge about yourself to the degree that you end up knowing more about him in two visits than he knows about you but we'll see how this thing goes.

That's it for now, I just want to update myself.