To me, there is no truer philosophy than taking everything one day at a time.
I have had mixed results with my medication since I started taking it, but it did eventually settle down and seem to be making a real difference.
The problem began when I ran out. I took the last one-a-day tablet on Tuesday and didn't manage to get any kind of appointment until Friday. I swiftly resumed taking them one-a-day as directed once I picked up the prescription the same day, but I have felt a definite change these last few days.
My moods have been all over the place, I have been incredibly emotional and feelings of apathy have returned with gusto.
This is not good. In truth, it scares me. I have come so far in this short space of time, I have figured out so much and come to a healthier, happier place in life. And whilst I know I can get back there (thinking rationally), my irrational, mental self tells me that it is jeopardized. That I am back in some kind of limbo.
And truth be told kittens, I'm not sure who to talk to about it...
-A
i'm so sorry you've been down love. it's no secret that i went for therapy for a while this year, the on campus lady is majorly loverly and really helped me out of a bad place. you can get an appointment with her if you just e-mail student seversiss (<- sorry for the dyslexic fail, i have to idea how to spell that...) she's really good if you don't know who else to talk to :) other wise, i'm always here for you if you need anything. and remember,everyone's aloud a wobble. love you loads hun. xxx
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