My whole life has been structured around seasons. For as far back as I can remember, every year has had a basketball season in it - whether it was with my parents coaching or being a part of the team myself. Because of this, the idea of seasons is very normal to me. You are either “in season” or “out of season.” The time in season is usually a little hectic, with lots of things being put on the back burner and not everything going according to plan. But then the off season is about catching up, relaxing, and preparing for the next busy time. While being in season is crazy, it is also so much fun to be a part of a team and experience all the joys of games, tournaments, and team activities. The off season doesn’t include much team experience but the pace is slower and it’s a great time to relax. And it’s time to look forward to what the next in season will bring. There is beauty in both periods of time, as well as the cyclical nature of this pattern of life.
As I sat in my doctor’s office and discussed the mood difficulties I had been having since baby girl was born, her suggestion was to start on a low dose of an anti-depressant. Since coming to the realization that I was dealing with postpartum depression, this was the one thing I did NOT want to do. For most of my adult years, I have tried to stay as far away from prescription medicine as possible. I had some strange drug side effects during my teens that really made me nervous about what I put into my body. Because of this, I had started with therapy as a first step in treating my symptoms rather than going straight to my doctor. I was convinced that if I just tried hard and did everything the counselor asked, I could “cure” myself. But that wasn’t happening.
And then my doctor said something that really hit home. “I would recommend taking the medicine for about 6 months, or a little longer if you want to get through the winter. But it’s really just for this season.” This season. This short period of time that might be a little more hectic but could have so much joy in it. Seasons come, seasons go, but seasons do not last forever. This I could understand. This made complete sense to me.
So I decided I needed to go with the prescription. I know this isn’t the solution for everyone but it was what I needed to do. For this season. For this time that I knew wouldn’t last forever. Because seasons don’t last forever. After this season would come another season, with new joys and new challenges. But I needed to get healthy. And for me, this was the best choice I could make for this season in my life.
For this season.