On searching for normal.
I have two favourite quotes about Autumn. 1. Autumn is a second Spring (Albert Camus) 2. The trees are showing us how beautiful it can be to let things go. (Anon/I don't know) I love the beauty of Autumn. The colours The smells The tastes. But if I'm not careful, it's spoilt by the fear of what's to come, A grey, dark, miserable winter. I have recently had a diagnosis from a specialist for the illness I've lived with for most of my life. I always knew it was depression. Her official diagnosis is Recurrent Episodic Depression caused by biological factors rather than life's circumstances. She describes it often as a disease of the brain. Her diagnosis has changed nothing in one sense. My medication has been adjusted and I have horrible side-effects. I'm on a phased return to work after 6 months off. I wake every day not knowing how my illness will effect me. However I have a new-found love and appreciation for the 'Sick not Weak&#