Posted by Maxime on May 20, 2005, at 6:14:20
In reply to Re: Why are evenings worse?, posted by FredPotter on May 20, 2005, at 0:14:17
Hi Fred *hugs*
I think you are right. I am trying to find things to do at night. To go OUT and do. I have to take it slow though. I am only just coming out of my depression right now. Wish I could pop over to NZ and we could and do something together!
I will work on it. I also have myself tied up in volunteer work that involved a lot of writing and ties me to the computer. I look for jobs during the day, and work on my volunteer stuff at night. So I need to get out more period. I am going hiking on Sunday ... that should help. :-)
But I do agree with you, yet a part of me thinks some of it is biochemical. It could also be a bit of PSTD as I was attacked (badly)at night once. There are so many variables.
You are a sweetie!
Maxime
> I think you might be wrong to blame biochemistry for this. Although biochemistry will alter with mood, it may not be the cause. We're biochemical and we're social. We're physical *and* we're spiritual. But thanks Maxime for bringing this up because I have it too. I'm 58 and have only recently discovered that people are basically friendly (perhaps it's because I now live in NZ!). What's more I need to be around people. So when I'm at work I'm motivated, social and happy, broadly speaking. I go home happy too.
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> But I live alone since my wife left 4 years ago(with the kids). Every evening at first I enjoy the freedom but gradually a dread builds up. A dread and hopelessness that I'm not necessary to anyone and I'm all alone, washed up. Damn this nuclear family age. If I have to go out to play in my band I really come to life.
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> I believe for me that this is a simpler explanation than talking about drugs and biochemical imbalance. I take Celexa but suspect it doesn't do much. Xanax is powerless over "the evening feeling" too. I sometimes have a compulsion to prove that I can go it alone in life. However I suspect none of us can, because we're social animals. Perhaps even hermits pay a high emotional price for their freedom. Or perhaps the pain of feeling alone and un-needed is less than the pain outside in the world.
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> Life's a bugger really
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> Fred
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