MysticRose
Bronze Member
Hi,
I'm not sure where to place this, because it touches more then one subject. But since my main problem seems to be my depression and sadness, I decided to place it here.
Since the summer, I've been going up and down a lot. Been admitted 7 times for a weekend, because I wasn't able to cope at home.. Changed medication even more times because nothing seems to work. Been having insomnia since July, without any solution. With that came the troubles being a mom, or maybe I should say: feeling a (good) mom.
Then everything seemed to go better. I quit taking medication, which caused a lot of physical problems, but soon I felt a little more stable. That made me quite happy, and as usual, too positive.
I should've known it wasn't going to last very long, because now I'm more depressed than ever. It seems that whatever I do, whereever I go to, I feel undefinably sad and lonely. Even though I've just had a good conversation with someone I know (I can't call anybody my friend, I have no friends), even though I've just had a day-long therapy (which started 3 weeks ago twice a week).. My days are overshadowed by this. I can't put my finger on it. But it's drowning me, holding me down, keeping me imprisoned in myself.
It started before my new therapy, so that's not the main cause, but I think the therapy makes me more vulnerable and unstable. Should I try medication again? Should I find some support next to my therapy? Should I just stay in bed and pull my covers over my head? It frustrates me, because I cannot enjoy anything anymore. And I'm always annoyed towards my kids and husband. They know what I have, and they know that when I'm being cold or short to them, it's not because of what they do, but because of what my head does. I'm lucky that they seem to understand a little, or at least cope.
Can I just say: life sucks?
I'm not sure where to place this, because it touches more then one subject. But since my main problem seems to be my depression and sadness, I decided to place it here.
Since the summer, I've been going up and down a lot. Been admitted 7 times for a weekend, because I wasn't able to cope at home.. Changed medication even more times because nothing seems to work. Been having insomnia since July, without any solution. With that came the troubles being a mom, or maybe I should say: feeling a (good) mom.
Then everything seemed to go better. I quit taking medication, which caused a lot of physical problems, but soon I felt a little more stable. That made me quite happy, and as usual, too positive.
I should've known it wasn't going to last very long, because now I'm more depressed than ever. It seems that whatever I do, whereever I go to, I feel undefinably sad and lonely. Even though I've just had a good conversation with someone I know (I can't call anybody my friend, I have no friends), even though I've just had a day-long therapy (which started 3 weeks ago twice a week).. My days are overshadowed by this. I can't put my finger on it. But it's drowning me, holding me down, keeping me imprisoned in myself.
It started before my new therapy, so that's not the main cause, but I think the therapy makes me more vulnerable and unstable. Should I try medication again? Should I find some support next to my therapy? Should I just stay in bed and pull my covers over my head? It frustrates me, because I cannot enjoy anything anymore. And I'm always annoyed towards my kids and husband. They know what I have, and they know that when I'm being cold or short to them, it's not because of what they do, but because of what my head does. I'm lucky that they seem to understand a little, or at least cope.
Can I just say: life sucks?