Like a good mystery, this post takes a turn…
I did something I haven’t done in a long time; I fell into a book and got lost trying to get out 🤪. Even though I had just finished another book by one of my favorite authors (that I thoroughly enjoyed) I didn’t fall in, get lost and force myself out to do the most basic of things – sleep, eat, bathe, take care of the dog etc.
The book is the latest in an ongoing series that I have read for years, and I have missed my friends. It’s only been a year since the last book came out, but there is something about the world of the Hollows that pulls me in (willingly 😁) and I find myself lost in the story, not wanting to put it down.
I started last night, read from ten until one (boy I struggled to put it down) and have spent the majority of today glued to my book. And I’m going back to it as soon as I post 😆.
Why do I wax poetic about falling into my book? When I was at spiraling in my depression, I couldn’t get interested in a book to save my life (figuratively speaking), and reading is a lifeline for me. Had I known that loss of interest in things you enjoy is a big red flag for depression, I might not have spiraled for as long as I did. So, when I’m in a reading slump, a little nugget of worry that the depression is returning slips in.
But then a book comes out, like the one I just bought, that squashes that worry in a big way and reassures me that I’m doing ok (well that and the copious amounts of crying outburst over the smallest things on tv, but that’s another story 🤣).
If you think you are struggling with a possible bout of depression, choose one hobby that sparks joy and spend some time on it, see if it can help beat back that feeling. Get lost in your happy place! And be sure to call your therapist if needed and practice self-care. I’ll be here cheering for you 📣!
Note: The book – Million Dollar Demon by Kim Harrison, the next in the Hollows series which began in 2004. Check her out if you’re interested 😊.
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