My pdoc and therapist both told me (separately) that I am doing good in spite of my shit storm. That validation helps. A lot.
Right now I work a terrible schedule that gives me no work/life balance. But I am reclaiming what little down time I have. Saying fuck it and playing outside with my dog or meditating in the sunshine is good for my soul.
Speaking of jobs, I am under a hella lot of pressure. That’s just means I am doing something right. And thank The Gods that I work for an awesome company with awesome benefits (knock on wood).
My alcoholic husband has chosen treatment. CAN I HAVE A “HALLELUJAH! PRAISE GOD! THANK YOU BABY JESUS!” The past three years of our relationship have been rough, to say the least. It’s taken a toll on both of us. And we are learning life without alcohol- which is not easy. But getting to know my sober husband is awesome. And I thank God.
I am finally starting work on my eating disorder. It’s been my frenemy for 20+ years, and I am trying to let that bitch go. It’s really hard, but I’m ready.
My physical health has been pretty damn bad. But I am rising above that shit. I’m seeing it as a wake up call to get physically healthy. I’ve worked so hard on the mental- the two need to meet up. I got this.
My finances are fucked. Yeah, I’ll figure that one out.
Ready for my MIL to leave. Hope that doesn’t make me a bad person. She came to help with my husband, but we all know it’s time for her to go home. Having a third adult with mental illness in the house that is extremely unhealthy and codependent wears on me. But I do love her.
My Shit Storm is situational and I am handling it to the best of my ability with some damn good meds.
My anxiety and insomnia will eventually settle down. I’m sure of it. I have a lot to be thankful for. But I’m always waiting for the next shoe to drop.
Holy Frijoles, I’m sorry this was so long.
Friends,A week ago I started Paxil for Anxiety and everyday the anxiety and fear has gotten worse. Most doctors are going to tell me to stop taking it because things are getting worse. However, several people have told me that when they started medicine things got worse before getting better. Does anyone have any experience with this? People are telling me to give it a few weeks but with the way...
I have sort of been managing to live mostly MindfullyAnd more positive attitude for last few weeks. It does feelbetter than always worrying and feeling constant anxiety.I trying to keep it up.