It is the Little Things

As I dive deeper into my journey with depression, one area that repeatedly trips me up is the little things. The things most finite, trivial can at times cause the biggest level of frustration which can be a quick slope down to depression.

Let me explain, yesterday we were out and on the way home decided to stop for chocolate milkshakes. We got home and I sat down to have mine and could not get any of the shake to come out of the straw. I immediately started feeling frustrated, let some choice words fly. Shelley said what did that milkshake ever do to you. 

She was right of course, what had that drink ever done to me. Nothing of course, it was a microcosm. 

I over react to the simplest things. I become frustrated at the drop of a hat. I used to say this was a bad family trait. Frustration and depression go hand in hand for me. I have started to notice how often this happens and what the circumstances are. Unfortunately, it happens more often than I like.  

I did enjoy my milkshake. Hopefully next time I can enjoy the whole milkshake experience.