Tag: depression
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Here’s to Functioning
I was sitting at my kitchen table on Wednesday, catching up on annoying little life things. It’s been a while since I used my pill sorter, which has meant that I’ve missed my medication a few times in recent weeks. It was time to get back into the habit of using it, because it’s not…
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Disordered Thinking
You see, I’d like to think I know myself pretty well. I majored in psychology, so I know how humans work, and I have a basic knowledge of mental health. I’ve taken many online personality tests, and I invest a lot of money to learn more about myself and then process what I learn.…
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The Inner Dialogue
My Emotional Self: BAAHHH! I HAVEN’T WRITTEN A BLOG POST AND I HAVE NO IDEAS AND I’M NOT EVEN A GOOD WRITER AND WHAT AM I GOING TO DO I GIVE UP IT’S OVER I NEED A NEW LIFE DREAM I’M GOING TO GO MAKE SOME BROWNIES My Logical Self: Seriously? Calm down. You haven’t…
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The Shrinks
I pull into the medical center parking lot, and stop in the last empty parking spot. The car parked in front of me is impossible to ignore. Flaming red, with a starting ticket price of $70,000 (yes, I Googled it, so what?) you could almost just roll your eyes and move on, except for the vanity…
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Thunderclouds and Whiskey Tears
They say the bad days make the good days better. I don’t know who “they” are, but I’m not a fan. In fact, I think they’re not very bright. I woke up on Sunday morning, peeled my eyelids apart, and blinked at the clock until it came into focus. This took several minutes. After finally ascertaining that I had,…
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Know Thyself
I’m getting more adventurous as I get older. Now, if I’m being perfectly honest with you, part of that adventurous spirit is because I’m depressed. It takes more thrill and excitement to thrill and excite me. It takes something new and different for me to feel much of anything. The same old is, well, just…