I’m Pretty Sure My Fingers Are F@&ED

I've talked about this before. How I chew on my fingers when I am super stressed or full of life cramping anxiety. Well, GUESS WHAT. My new meds have evened me out with my anxiety, but I still chew my fingers like my life is going to end, goddammit. I also had to cut my …

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I’m Still Tired, Dammit

It is finally sunny (and will be for more than a day) and I am still tired I am usually a solar powered human. The rain depleted me so very badly the last week. It's going to take me a while to power back up, even with the extra vitamin D I took last week. …

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So Here’s The Thing

I still have bad days, even on my medication. They do help, good gravy do they help. They keep me from going down the rabbit hole full tilt. They don't "cure" my depression or my anxiety. They never will. This week was a circus show. Work went sideways. I am as hormonal as all get …

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We’re Doing Okay

Things are going well. My daughter's meds seem to be working. She is slowly beginning to come back into the outside world, and I am very grateful. At the end of this week, we are off to sun and sand for a much needed vacation. After this vacation it will be a slow return to …

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Brains of a Feather

We've had a rough couple of months. My Buggie was just not feeling herself, no matter what we tried. She was struggling a lot, and had a hard time getting out of bed. She physically hurt, and had no motivation (she loves to clean, for real, and she has not had the urge to clean …

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Rearranging My Room, The Head Cold, and Why is My Cat Being an Asshole?

I decided (on Boxing Day) that I needed to rearrange my room. It is only the second time I've done this since living in this apartment because my room is an L shaped room. It stresses me out to rearrange it. I really wanted to move my stuff from one end to the other, but …

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As I Lay Me Down To Sleep

One thing that my medication doesn't shake: my want to sleep, ALL THE TIME. My depression likes sleep. I love sleep. This depression sleep is a whole different beast. It doesn't like it when I want to get up and do anything productive, like work or running. This sleep can be intoxicating to my brain. …

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