It's better than cancer
My therapist thinks I am clinically depressed.
Really? No shit. Who wouldn't be?
How it is playing out is that I see the world very monochromatically. I am tired all the time, and things that usually give me joy don't. At least not right now. I don't eat much and want to sleep all the time but have a hard time getting to sleep. My body feels like an enemy and any leftover pg symptoms are so, so harsh.
But you know what? I don't have some nasty disease or anything, so maybe I should stop complaining. And I will.
posted by R @ 9:59 PM
6 Comments:
it doesn't help that you had rehearsal last night and y and i weren't there to crack jokes, be sarcastic and generally make fun of the world with you...
i actually miss it on a weekly basis!
-r
Hello again R,
I wanted to post this site for you in case you would like to check it out...I know you may not like all that you find there, but I thought maybe some of the 'forums' might be helpful to you, as you can read what others think/say in your same situation. anyway, if you feel like going there, here is the link:
http://home.mend.org/
I am still praying, R!
Malia
Personally, I think you deserve to complain all you'd like. Feel free to let it out here on your own blog. Why not?
You still manage to have a good perspective; indeed, it could be worse. I mean, you could be stuck in traffic behind a slow minivan with a <>< on the back bumper, waiting in line at 3AM to buy a fuckin' Arps garage permit, and zooming by Dr. D'Costa as we're yelling to each other out the window while pondering tousands of wariables...
You know, R, since my diagnosis of depression (caused, ironically, by *too many* kids, okay, well, still ironically by post partum stuff) and subsequent Prozac subscription, I have found truth in the term "chemical romance." Heh heh. I blogged about it:
http://idahospud.wordpress.com/2007/10/01/my-love-affair-with-zac/
Maybe you can tell God to kiss your ass. It seems to help me through my dark times.
Thanks for your kind words to me. You are one of the best people I know.
Depression sucks... it really sucks... and then it slowly gets better. Hang in there.
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