Your mind is a very dangerous place

....Never enter it alone.
One of my best friends (who has known me since I have been four), noticed that I get depressed every summer. But I know it is not depression, or SAD (seasonal affective disorder), it is just boredom. I know this for a fact, because as soon as I have something to do, I am just dandy. DIGRESS: I will not go on a tirade about drug companies inventing disorders and deseases because I do not deny that the symptoms they describe are very real. Insomnia, mild depression, dry eyes and charley horse are all unpleasant. I will say though, that I believe drug companies have been so remarkably successful in reaching new patients is becuase everyone is so unbelievablly isolated in McSuburbia *or the American cultural characteristics of suburbia) that we all become pretty gullible--and worse, full of self doubt because we cannot compare our experiences to others. I am sure in the old days when people lived in neighborhoods and were forced into each other's business that these problems were addressed by a good heart to heart discussion. Like the wise old friend who tells you to just take a deep breath or go out, for once. What is missing today is a loss of validation. I often do not feel like I am doing everythng the right way, and at the right time and then am amazed how everyone else is struggling with the same crap I have to deal with and are managing in a comparatively mediocre way. Luckily, I live with other people who tell me to shut up, stop thinking and do something wonderful. I suppose for some people its easier to take a pill.