My mother texted me earlier today to tell me she had put money in my account. (My parents are helping me financially until I get a job.) Then she asks if I’ve got a job yet and then tells me that she’s slowly running out of money. Money is a huge anxiety trigger for me. … Continue reading Money and My Mother’s Lies
Sorry I’ve been away. I just have no interest in things. And no energy The Welbutrin didn’t help or hurt so the doc put me on Lexapro. Two big side effects : increased anxiety and screwed up sleep. Not fun. I told the doc if this one didn’t work then I want to be off … Continue reading New Meds Again
Lent starts next Wednesday and my anxiety has increased. It doesn’t help that I’m not on meds anymore. I hate Lent. It fills me with dread. Lent always seems to bring out the competition in Catholics, more so online these days. It’s like Lent needs to be the horrible torture fest in the name … Continue reading Lent is Coming. Time to Start The Misery Competition
Yeah. Didn’t work so well. Made me sleep 12-14 hours a day. It also made me want to hide in bed all day. So I stopped taking it yesterday. And those were unexpected side effects. I emailed the doctor that I stopped taking it and the reasons why. We’ll see what happens. Of course, my … Continue reading Remember That New Medication…
The apartment manager talked to Mr. Drugs (I may also refer to him as Mr. Drug Dealer) next door today. I heard them through my front door. So the apartment manager is aware and is taking this seriously. I have no idea who reported him, again, and I don’t want to know (to keep them … Continue reading Some Good News
I didn’t set out the last few weeks to figure out my anxiety. It just happened. More accurately, conversations and reflections happened. I’ve been talking to the downstairs neighbor who started me on this track to figuring things out. I’ve been in my apartment for over eleven years now. That’s 11 years and three months … Continue reading The Truth Behind My Anxiety
I’m dealing with both right now. It’s 2:14 in the morning and I don’t want to sleep even though I have a medical appointment at 10:30 that I have to leave for before 9:30. I’m also freaking out about an interview for a job I have Friday. I’m not thrilled with the possible commute to … Continue reading Withdrawal. Anxiety.