so my day and evening have been rough to say the least… my mental health is not quite right at the moment and its kinda a mystery as to why… well kinda. I mean med wise i was doing what i was supposed to, stress keeps piling on and i feel almost no relief from my anxiety. About a week ago i emailed someone, and continued to do so for a week. NEVER got a reply, was super stressed abut not hearing back AT ALL. today i discovered i had the address wrong! So i can only imagine what the person on the other end is thinking…
Med change came today trying to fix this anxiety problem because its actually causing depression. And then my phone my LIFE decides today is the day its going to not want to work… everything important in my life besides people is in that phone… not backed up!!! ugh! Apple support wasnt much help, i actually suggested something and they were like uh, yea try that… so now its a waiting game… who knows how long it will take my phones battery to drain (it was fully charged).
had a few moments tonight where i wanted to resend those emails and even pretty much throw myself to the wolves because its gotta be better than whats inside me right now.
cant sleep because i am too anxious about my phone, i cried like 6 times tonight at the thought of losing everything…
i cant i just cant!
please please please…
as for work, i need to move on at some point. I really cannot keep going through the mind games each month… i mean not everyone sees it like that but in a way thats what it is. I cannot do it. someone told me once what it was really like in the company, i didnt believe them. well now i do… i am will start looking for a new job again soon. and continue the coaching business pursuit. hopefully come friday my stress level will be lower…
yea rough day
Lost the anxiety battle yesterday:
I seriously don’t know what is wrong with me… about a week ago I was able to go a few days without anxiety meds but the last few days I can barely function with them. My anxiety has been crippling lately. Like anxiety that isn’t “satisfied” and turns into anger and depression.
I’m always annoyed and eating has become my coping skill, not terrible considering usually I don’t eat but I find myself buying fast food etc. and then without money.
Considering taking a few days off work in a week or so because I need time to get my shit together. Nothing has changed in my life the last 2 months so I don’t understand why this change with my symptoms. I see my dr. Next week and I am hoping to figure it out. Like it all just seems so irrational, and the fact that I know that says something.
I just woke up and feel absolutely fine… safe in my bed, my home, had some anxiety inducing thoughts but nothing I couldn’t overcome… I wonder if the same thoughts crossed my mind while driving, at work if it would escalate…?
I am thankful for a shorter workday today and spending time with family later.
Yesterday I had a realization… after I thought I did something I’d regret. This morning I came to find out that due to a typo all is well. I am working on healing and taking back my life.
I have read a lot of articles over the last few weeks and I was planning to write a post sinilar to this. It’s actually in progress but I am still posting this because it resonates with me.
Open letter to a Narcissist
It’s a process, and I sometimes need to remind myself often about how bad I felt when all this was coming to a head. I know it is not their fault, they did not choose the illness. I wish things were different and whatever happened in their head would have been different.
The control was something I could have handled if I had felt like I was appreciated. My feelings didn’t seem to matter. Yes you would hug me or console me but only when it had nothing to do with my feelings towards you.
YOU had your agenda…
I get it, we all want things for ourselves but when you have other people involved some sacrifices and compromises need to be made. I would have like to work on things and see what would come if it… but it is what it is…
your words not mine.
So yes I may look heartless and that I was not committed to what we had but I am taking my turn at having an agenda.
I will accept the love that is given and continue to create an amazing life for my family.
Wish you were apart of it, hope you make it out there on your own.
Because I know you read this!
So tonight I find myself child-free and also not at work.!.?!
What!? That never happens. Would have been nice a few months ago. Anyway, chores are getting done and then a peaceful bedtime routine after we get back home. Not much has happened in last few days. I had a therapy appt. and an eye appt to finally fix my glasses.
Back to therapy…. I walked in knowing I was gonna cry. But today the was the fewest amount of tears in months. I told her about an article I had read earlier that day, she laughed and said how true for your life?! Yes painfully truthful actually. But it helped me realize a few things and I am able to handle things differently now.
So here I am at a laundromat thinking about how different life is each day, yet I am pretty sure I felt the same feelings this time last year as I do now. Career wise I am hoping for big strides wether I am independently making it or moving up in my job. Both are possiblities. My life seems like an algebra problem sometimes, with too many variables for me to handle. Yet somehow it always works. People with mental health challenges can be pretty maguverish….
you figure out how to survive, somemtines it’s not always a health skill but I have been lucky and I don’t think I have any bad ones per say, maybe bad choices that I learned from tho.
I don’t want to feel destroyed, I wish things were different.
Check out the link. While I go and find peace for myself.
The dreams keep coming, dreams about the life we had, the day to day. And then you’re gone, different ways, or reasons each time but gone none the less. And the grieving begins again. I miss you, truly. I wish it hadn’t ended. Especially the way it did. It pulls at my heart everyday, I have written letters I will never send. I find some of your things almost everyday, collecting them in a box for now. But sometimes I will leave them be, as a reminder that you were here with me. A reminder to not make the same mistakes again that caused you to leave here. I’m sorry that you don’t feel I am sincere. I am just trying to move on. But everything here reminds me of you. All the memories here, were made with you.
Laying here I wonder if 1 single thing had been different would the outcome have changed? Speaking of change I have been trying to change various aspects of my life in hopes of feeling better but not forgetting you.
New bed, a routine reflective of how things were when you were here, a coffee mug just like yours. And so many other things. Life goes up and down, I can handle most of it, and I feel so motivated to make you proud… YOU… not anyone else, well maybe myself, but YOU! I want you to know that you have been the reason I started this life, and plan to continue to make you proud wether you are here with me or not.
I love you, and miss you!