Wieners, Writing and Wellbutrin

A trifecta of feel good, wieners, writing, and Wellbutrin saved my life. I was 36 and thought I met the one to take me out of my chronic depression. Instead that rejection, spiraled me into a double depression. I hit rock bottom and counted my sleeping pills in my medicine cabinet. I was officially diagnosed with dysthymic disorder and spent many hours on a therapy couch.  Instead of suicide, I prayed for God to send her the right wiener this time. He sent me a dachshund. (insert wiener dog jokes here). Lenci, my new little wiener, gave me the motivation to get back out in the world. She was also my new muse for creative ideas. We headed to Cali to leave bad habits (Spanish Men) (1500 miles should keep them away). . I headed to California to find a cure for my depression and partake in a bigger world, that needed me. I had the desire to keep perusing my dreams of comedy and public speaking. I landed a gig as a Spinal Cord Injury nurse and learned that others were more depressed than me. I used my humor to heal them and their families. So, this is the start of my healing journey: writing down my feelings, adopting a wiener dog, and taking my prescr

ibed meds. This trifecta gave me a new start. What will be your new start? Name 3 things that saved your life below.