This summer started with a blur. Another bout of depression and anxiety hit my like a fright train. The hardest part of the illness is that people who have never experienced it think you can "snap out of it" or "just stop worrying" - but it's more powerful than a bad day or being nervous. It's all consuming and debilitating and there is NOTHING that will make it better. Now that I have been through this three times, I know that there is a trifecta of things that trigger it for me: significant hormone change like post partum or post weaning significant life changes like in my career or family Eric being gone and/or emotionally unavailable due to travel or work This summer I stopped nursing Maggie, Eric was stuck working looooong hours at work, the overwhelmingness of summer was upon me, and I was finally grieving the loss of my job (yes, even though *I* quit it an entire year before). Eric and I had also made the decision not to open a small bus...
I am Elizabeth. He’s Eric. She’s Evie. Together we’re The Buerglers. These are our tales. We love all things from our hometown of Atlanta especially, The Braves, Delta, and Chick-fil-a. When we’re not working you can find us hiking, biking, home brewing, Jeep riding, cooking organic, baking cookies, cloth diapering or watching documentaries.