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I went for my follow-up visit yesterday, told my doc how much my panic attacks have been increasing and affecting my life, and that the "rescue pills" weren't working. She completely blew me off, told me to tough it out, and if the pills didn't work, I could always go check myself in at the community mental health center. WHAT A 8ITCH! I've dealt with depre...
I thought I was doing so good.. on the upward path. All-of-a sudden, today I want to throw up my hands and scream 'I quit!' again. I keep trying to physche myself up, pointing out the the positives. Intellectually, I feel like I have every reason to look forward to today, but I can't shut up that little voice inside moaning, 'no, no, noooooo!'. My stoma...
Well... Another day, another worry, another issue. Seems to be a pattern in my life. I woke up today with severe anxiety... or at least what I picture severe anxiety to be. I'm sure it was nothing compared to those who actually GET severe anxiety attacks. But, I was having a lot of trouble breathing and my thoughts were racing and I felt like I was about to step right into a bad situation. Turn...
Oh boy, I'm dizzy. This last week has been a trip. Things are getting better everyday, but I still have weak points. I'm being doing all my exercise, which I think is helping, and branching out into hobbies, planning trips for the future. All signs of progress, and yet, this morning I awake in a wonderful mood, have a lovely morning with my love, reading the paper over breakfast...
My title is an Amy Tan quote that was instantly ingrained in my memory. My bf and I are continuing to break ground with frank conservations. The path has been rocky and even lava entrenched at times. I am unsure he is ready to accept the full-on me. The healthier I get, the more energy, the more ambitions. I am at the point where I ignite into an infuriated rant about the d...
I moved to a whole new state, and suddenly, ILLOGICALLY, I am more afraid and tense for earthquakes than ever before! I want to cry. Between this construction, big trucks, and suicidal commuters here, I am going crazy and turning into a little baby.