Photographs and stories by Jim Grey

Since 2007

Tag: depression

I drink coffee so you like me better, and whiskey so I like you better

Whiskey and coffee: a downer at night and an upper in the morning. My report on trying to square both away.

26 July 2019
The well is never truly dry

What to do as a writer or photographer when the words won’t come and you don’t feel like picking up your camera.

22 May 2019
How to build lasting happiness

The signs I helped have posted along the Michigan Road Historic Byway reminded me, while I was feeling very blue, that I had good reasons to be happy instead.

6 February 2019
Paul McCartney kind of saved my life once; he has no idea of course

A story of pushing through when I wasn’t sure I wanted to continue this life.

20 June 2018
Re-integrating joy

My story of finding joy, which involved getting in touch with my inner 3-year-old.

5 February 2018
How to fight depression

Sometimes I just get the blues. I’ve had some level of sadness for months, given to some significant life challenges. Here’s how I keep it from turning into full-on depression.

10 January 2018
Driving and Singing: Paul McCartney, “Too Much Rain”

Friday mornings of late I’ve been sharing songs I love to sing and telling stories about their place in my life. I love to sing! But as every song ends, so does this series, today. 2005 might well have been the hardest year of my life. My wife was divorcing me, I got to see my…

26 February 2016
A place to start

This happened 25 years ago. I’ve told this story here twice before: in 2007 and 2011, but I rewrote it this time. Only the rough neighborhoods fit my budget. I’d just graduated from engineering school in Terre Haute and had landed a job in town, but times were tough and the pay was poor. On the…

10 December 2014
Re-integrating joy

My dad once told me that I was the most joyful little boy he had ever known. During my first few years, he said, I seemed to constantly have a big beaming smile on my face, and everything seemed to make me happy. The few memories I have of my first three years seem to…

31 July 2014
Paul McCartney kind of saved my life once; he has no idea of course

I was away at my first year of engineering school working harder than ever before or since. My full class load was delivering six to ten hours of homework every night. I tried to keep up but it involved too many late nighters. My life consisted of meals, class, homework, and too little sleep. As…

14 May 2014
How this blog kept me from going over the edge

I spent a good portion of this year in a bit of a funk. Several things in my life just weren’t working out like I wanted; I wrote about it here. I kept taking action as best I could to improve my circumstances and slowly they have gotten better. But the funk lingered. I’m prone…

10 December 2012
Paul McCartney kind of saved my life once; he has no idea of course

I was away at my first year of engineering school working harder than ever before or since. My full class load was delivering six to ten hours of homework every night. I tried to keep up but it involved too many late nighters. My life consisted of meals, class, homework, and too little sleep. As…

30 May 2011