Depressed Determination

This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle. I’ve done a lot of the talking this week. Pretty much, because I’ve had nothing better to do. Rain, rain. Rain. Cold, cold. Cold.

It’s been a mess. Partly due to our vacuum breaking.

Also, stress has been partly due to the stress of RV problems. And partly due to how we were handling it all. When I say we, I mean Girl Person. But I didn’t want to sound so blunt. But. It’s the dern truth. And apparently there were a lot of parts that went into the stress with no party. Unless you count the leaks in here. Then we could have a pool party.

If you know Girl Person, you know her friend the Depression Monster. It loves to show up on rainy days especially.

It loves cold days too. It loves days when our schedule gets thrown off. Or days that we have to stay inside. It loooves those days. Sometimes, Girl Person can handle it for a day. But not this week. She kept saying she wanted to take a bath. She wanted chocolate cake. She wanted a vacation.

And well, Boy Person was working, trying to find tires for the Big Blue Treat Wagon, and everyone had their paws tied. All we could do was show our happy side for Girl Person. Act like nothing was a big deal. And pretty much wait out the storm and wait for the Depression Monster to get out of here. But it was too cold out there for his liking.

Nothing was making Girl Person feel better. And she told us that it wasn’t our fault. She would get thru the storm again. We hiked with her in the rain.

We tried to cheer her up with meeting new friends on the trails.

But nothing worked. Although Girl Person was determined to not be sad, she was sad. She tried to talk herself out of it. Reason with herself. And well. She was still sad. We didn’t know what to do.

What makes some individuals weather a storm with a smile? Like Digby? Like the horse?

What makes some not use their umbrella in a storm?

I suppose it’s like not feeling good. Some of us get a cold, some of us get the flu. Some don’t. We each have our own imperfections. And it’s easy to give in. To not try. I told Girl Person it was good she tried to hike and meet new friends. Because it kept her mind off the Depression Monster. And although she couldn’t make it leave completely, she was determined. And at least it was halfway out the door until I kicked it out.

The Depression Monster can get different folks in different places. It doesn’t need a reason. Or a season. It can get you on a beach. It can get you in the snow. When you’ve had it in your life so long, it may seem normal to be sad. But it’s not.

You deserve better. You deserve sunshiney in the winter time. You have to recognize it. Fight it.

It’s up to you to learn how to fight it and keep those things close by when you need them. Because we need you. We need your determination to feel better. Even if it’s a depressed determination. It counts.

We tell you about our days because we want you to know travel doesn’t cure all. We can’t drive away from ourselves.

We can help each other keep going like Boy Person helped Girl Person with a talk of sorts. Showing her we had it all. Digby and I. We are the all. No matter the weather, the place or if we are in an RV that can move.

So as we plan our stay here in the Cumberland Gap, we feel it’s a good place to start getting to higher ground and out of a hole. Take lessons from the places you find yourself in. Listen. And learn. We are.

Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

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Born To Be Alive

This is Deputy Digby Pancake. Some weeks seem longer than others, don’t they? Persons complain about Monday’s. They complain about working and just making it to the weekend. And then the whole complaining starts again.

As usual, dogs like me have a different way of seeing things because we watch stuff a lot. And when I see Girl Person’s Depression Monster start trying to get in this RV again, well…something has to be done. It’s time to bring out the Digby Pancake reminders.

You see, we were not meant to walk thru our days longing for another day. We were not meant to wish for time to speed up to bring us to a point in the week that is acceptable for us to be happy.

Who said you can’t enjoy a Monday because it’s called Monday? The people who hate Monday’s.

As we were going hiking yesterday, Girl Person complained about the heat. She complained our air wasn’t working. She complained that the bugs were out and about.

And then she said to me and Brickle that she knew that we knew she had been fighting that Depression Monster lately again. Wondering why we still lived in this RV. Wondering why certain plans had fell thru. Wondering how she could sleep at night or what she would have to fight next. And this made her complain about a good day! Because there we were hiking. Hiking on a weekday when many people did not have a chance to do that. Was it fair to be upset about a good day?

We can complain about anything if we want to. And that Depression Monster tells us it’s ok. It wants us to be sad and feel unworthy. It wants to take time from our day and the ones we love. It doesn’t care.

That’s when you have to care about yourself. You were born to be alive.

You weren’t born to be sad. Depressed. You were born to do things. To make the world better. Any and all days of the week. So if you have more sad days and hectic days when you feel tired, think about that. What can you change?

Don’t think that Depression Monster isn’t real. It’s very real and seeing it can help you fight it. And if you need backup? Call in your dog for help. We know what to do.

Deputy Digby Pancake

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