It's Just Me, Gina
Saturday, October 12, 2024
Cooking
Saturday, August 31, 2024
Happy things for September 2024
Saturday, August 24, 2024
My goodness, mind your own
Saturday, August 3, 2024
Happy things for August
Saturday, July 27, 2024
Thinking about holiday gifting
Sunday, July 14, 2024
The biggest project
Saturday, June 22, 2024
Here we go again
Here we go!
HERE WE GO AGAIN.
Here. We. Go.
Why am I so resistant to taking antidepressants. I don't really have an answer to that. I had a friend ask me recently. Like why is it OK if I support someone else taking them, but not myself? As my primary care doc (an Internist) said, depression is a treatable illness, just like any other number of things.
I mean, I get that.
But I was so hoping I had crossed that hump off the list last year and was done with it. I didn't factor in Mom dying, which threw off the whole ball of wax. I was looking forward to handling my life, you know? Feeling all the feels on my own. I wanted to experience happiness along with the sadness, and somehow, the meds always blunt everything. But after a tense and unhappy Thursday evening with me overreacting and acting cray-cray, crying and shaking while my son asked me WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS? it occurred to me that maybe the chaos I was feeling inside was also being felt outside - by him, and maybe by others. {Although, I guess he could have been kinder about it} I'm doing this for me. I'm doing this for them. I want to feel better, in all ways.