If there’s one thing to know about me, it’s that I loathe using the phone. Undiagnosed/untreated ADHD don’t go well with trying to focus on a crackly voice down a tube with no facial or hand gestures to help parse … Continue reading →
I’m sitting here being Annoyed as Fuck™® because I am anxious and it’s making me slightly depressed and they’re feeding each other back and forth. I’m sooooo not impressed. Like, getting the Seroquel sorted means that I’m sleeping well, am … Continue reading →
What is it about Sunday evenings that are so freaking depressing? This is a totally rhetorical question, mind — it’s just my brain being stupid for stupid’s sake. Monday is my day off, insomuch that I’m still caring for … Continue reading →
I saw my psych again this week. She was confused as to why we’d booked so close together and though it a mistake at first, and then we pieced it together. To her, a change in Zoloft should take two … Continue reading →
I’ve been in to see my psychiatrist today, and let me tell you, I am feeling so much better even if at the same time I’m feeling soul-crushingly depressed. First of all, I’d not seen her since September. I get … Continue reading →
((Thanks to my friend Sarah for coining ‘jerkbrain’ this morning on Facebook)) Right now, I am joining the lovely Marisa in gritting my teeth and admitting that I am depressed. I’d been teetering on the edge for some time with … Continue reading →
I had another odd reminder of just how backwards my everything is wired today. With chronic fatigue, making food happen is a chore. So what did I do first thing this morning? Poured some vinegar on some chips that had … Continue reading →