I suffer from acute depression as many people do. I take daily medication, but sometimes life situations just become so overwhelming that even the meds don’t help.
During this last episode l found myself wanting to stay confined with in the four walls of my home,my comfort zone, my safe place. But that just isn’t practical for me. I am a single parent who has a full time job. I forced myself to go to work. Forced myself to do the mom duties. But I spent a lot of time with my bed and Netflix.
I realized that I had all but pushed Bdsm out of my life all together during this time. That I didn’t turn to it for the releases that I usually used it for. For the floggings that lead to a euphoric place that made the world seem right again. Why wasn’t I utilizing this lifestyle as a coping skill?
I finally made myself attend a few local munches, interact with my community
family and yes even request a scene from a trusted friend.
It isn’t a cure for my depression, but it has made me feel more like myself than any other form of coping I had been trying. Sometimes the simple answers are the ones that are in front of our faces.
Be safe and be well
Willow.
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