I suffer with depression as well. The stress of the day disappears the moment I get home and check on my snakes and mice. When the depression first started about 10 years ago, alcohol was the temporary fix. I don’t touch the stuff now and haven’t for years. These days I come home and tend to my snakes, watch the mice scamper about their cage. That’s enough to bring some happiness to me.
Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk
Reply With Quote