It's coming up on two weeks since I've been back on my anti-depressants. And I'm feeling a little more normal, a little more human.
But it hasn't numbed me out. I still feel sad. I miss my life in Boise. I really do. And I miss what I had with my husband.
I got thinking about an episode of the Simpsons. In it, Moe has just been dumped by a woman he loved and is feeling pretty down. Then Homer tells him this:
"...Moe, this is a great thing for you. You went from sitting on the sidelines to getting in the game! Sometime, when you least expect it, you'll realize that someone loved you. And that means that someone can love you again! And that'll make you smile."
That's brilliant. Maybe I've underestimated the socially redeeming value of the Simpsons--hey, although we're not a husband, there are lots of us "others" who love you!
ReplyDeleteI second that: I love you too!:) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :)
ReplyDeleteAnd speaking of the Simpson's I heard this and thought of you: "You know you've been with the Simpson's the whole 20 years if, when you started watching you related to Bart, and now you find yourself relating more to Homer!"
(I agree, but I think I've got more of a Lisa/Marge thing going on!)