I get bored easily, living alone will do that after awhile. I can only watch so many shows on Netflix before cabin fever sets in, so I go walk around places that are 24 hours for fun. These places include Cub Foods, Wal-Mart, and Mystic Lake Casino. On this night I visited the latter. I actually almost didn't go...three times. I kept trying to talk myself out of it, mainly because I haven't had much luck there lately. I put a twenty into the machine, and three machines later I was down to 85 cents. I went to one last machine, one on which I had won before, and stuck another five dollars in. I lost a couple more rounds, then the machine said I won 35 dollars! I heard a rumor that once a machine hits big, it usually hits big again, so I kept going, and three spins later, I hit a bonus round and won 40 dollars. So for this night, walked in with 25 dollars, walked out with almost 75 dollars! I left right away, not wanting to chance anything else.
The next night was interesting, because one of my friends had expressed interest in doing a sleepover/girls night. I hadn't slept very well the previous night, and had been suffering from vertigo, so I took some Bonine, and took a long nap. Luckily her phone call woke me up and I called her and said I would be right over. I wasn't the most eager to hang out, I have been feeling kind of down lately, but thought being around people would help. I got there and my friend let me in. She told me to go downstairs, which I found difficult as the lights were all off. I asked her if we could turn a light on, then all of a sudden the lights went up and I heard "Surprise!" Some of my closest friends/family were sitting there, just waiting for me. They told me that it was basically a "get well" party for me because I had been so depressed lately and they were worried about me. At first I was embarassed, as I had only told one person in that room about how I had been feeling. Then I realized that there shouldn't be this strong a stigma associated with depression. And yes, I cried. It was my party. I wanted to :) This is a picture of me after my friends did my makeup, we all pampered each other.
After all these festivities I was kind of tired, so took it easy most of the day on Sunday, resting up before a concert that I had a ticket to. It was to see one of my favorite bands, Set it Off, and one of my new favorites, Our Last Night. I actually was listening to a lot of the music before the concert, and one song, "Sunrise," seemed like it was divine intervention, like it was meant to come into my life at this exact moment to give me hope. One of the bands even has a organization that they promoted during the show, called "Hope For the Day," which is a benefit that supports music as a means for treating depression and suicidal thoughts. At the concert, there actually ended up being five bands total, there was only supposed to be four, but well worth the wait to see the last two. I couldn't hear out of my left ear until about an hour ago, and I almost passed out from dehydration after the concert (my friend had to drive me home), but it was all worth it.
I know not every weekend can be as eventful and uplifting as this one, but when I get to feeling the way I did two weeks ago, totally depressed and hopeless, I can look back to this moment and know that I have a good life and I have good friends. I am still riding the high from the weekend, just happy that so many good things happened in such a short time, because I needed it.
