The first time I remember feeling the grey mist of depression was in third year university.
Tag: <span>Mental Health</span>
Karate training taught me one of the great lessons in life; it’s the hit you don’t see coming that hurts the most.
As a kid we used to battle tops to see whose would spin longest, which taught me an important lesson in dealing with my depression.
Tremendous forces can be held at bay by very strategically placed small forces. The trouble is that it doesn’t take much to remove the blockage to release the larger force.
I took my youngest out skating on the pond, and in the process not only made us both very happy, but also relearned an important lesson about the little things in life.