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Life Update: New Job Title and Depression Status

Justine Let's get personal

Wow! It’s been a hectic semester for me. I have a ton of things I want to write about and have fallen behind on my blog. Oh well – life happens. The good news is that the things that have made the semester hectic are generally good things. I’m feeling really lucky with how wonderful my life is right now. I’m a bit overloaded with work (in exchange for a light spring semester), but other than that, there is absolutely nothing I can complain about. So with that, on to my life update.

Life Update – I’m Employed Full-Time Again (and have been for almost a year)

Justine Let's get personal

It’s been WAY too long since I’ve written a life update. I’ve been meaning to for a while, but every time I think about it I decide it’s not interesting enough. However, today I decided that’s stupid. I don’t really care if it’s boring. So here we go: an update on what I’m doing for work and how I’m doing with my depression.

Scuba diving and depression: why I dive

Justine Let's get personal

The majority of my posts over the last few months have been scuba-related. I’ve written a lot about what I’ve done, but not a lot about why I’m doing it. I have a couple more posts about my PADI Divemaster course in Australia planned (here are Part 1 and Part 2), but before I fisnish those, I wanted to reflect a bit on what scuba diving means to me.

I thought I didn’t have anything to say, so I wrote 1000 words

Justine Let's get personal

You may have noticed that I haven’t been writing much lately. I have plenty of material for What’s in that hole? but haven’t written any of it up or posted it. I’ve also been up to some interesting things this summer, but the only thing I wrote about was my trip to Belize, and that was two months ago. And, maybe most noticeably, I haven’t written anything on a truly personal level since… actually I don’t remember. (Edit: turns out it was this post five months ago.) But enough is enough. I promised to write not just when things are …

A different sort of anniversary: 2 years into beating depression

Justine Let's get personal

February 18, 2015 is the day that I checked into the hospital. I was partway through a fellowship in Washington, D.C. and when I went to work that day, the fellowship director (let’s call her AM) could tell something was wrong. It was a Wednesday, but it was the first day of work that week because Monday had been a holiday and Tuesday was a snow day. By that point, I hadn’t slept more than a few hours in 3 or 4 days and was in the midst of a full on breakdown.