Someone I know (a bit) has posted on Facebook that they've had mental health problems and are diagnosed and receiving treatment etc. I'm not sure if that would work for me but hey, I do this blog right?
My problems are a little more temperamental they come and go and I pretty much understand why but I cannot always tackle them in a meaningful way and then they go away and then return and it's all very annoying. I think I need to get out more and I need to build my post retirement life. There's other stuff too and I am not sure how I tackle that at the moment. Perhaps a bit of counselling might be the answer whereas anti-depressants I am not so sure about. I know my father had them and I've only had a very short course 20 years ago when I was going to see the specialist about my suspected Bladder Cancer. I needed them to get through the door!
I always felt that the aftershocks of the diagnosis and the treatment were a type of PTSD as you are treated for the cancer in a matter of fact way but not for the impact it has on your mind. Looking way back you can see that it did have an impact and it was quite big I'd say. I wonder if this is also a recurrence of that?
Two minutes from my house is this area. There are similar areas all within Ten minutes and I have been making myself walk out and just be quiet in them. This is the footpath that leads from the little enclave of houses in our road down to the big field and then through the woods and leads to a farm. The other is a field of small trees, Oak and the like which you can just walk into along a footpath and just stand in the middle of. I am trying to do this more often and walk for further each time. I need to appreciate where I live more. It is right in the middle of this countryside. I posted this on Instagram with Sting's Fields of gold playing.
It's part of feeling better about myself and reconnecting. This retirement malarkey has got me down for sure. The house too and it is in my hands to dig my way out and enjoy it whilst I can.