No, I'm not a doctor but have you heard sometimes people say that "the best doctor is the patient herself?" Oh well, maybe that's not a popular notion after all.
Let me then put it this way: I realize that I should be careful here addressing the matter of depression and anxiety since obviously I'm not an expert, who can medically help anybody in that sense.
However, I must say that due to the simple fact that we all live in a convoluted cosmos, a complex system of living in the world, we're all bound to suffer from some extent of depression and anxiety. I'm making tons of generalization since I'm simply referring to the overall condition of human race. Mrs. L's husband once said, "Anxiety is the totality of the natural human life."
So the easiest way to talk about all these is for me to share with you what happened this past week. Yes, I was a basket case indeed.
I was reading Psalm 90:10 - how our years are short and transient; if because of strength we could live another 10 years, our pride in those years would just be more labor and sorrow. Labor and sorrow were the exact two words that characterized my week.
Things happened. I got more added pressure at work. I was restless within due to family issues. I was disappointed with other things that did not work out the way I'd like them to be. My comfort zone was no more.