Lady of Longbourn
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I'm having problems with depression right now and my mood has been up and down since the late spring when I had a mixed episode and it didn't get stable again very long before it would change again. It's been stressful and I haven't been able to depend on myself. I often get depressed in the fall time (seasonal) but it's been more of a sure thing this year.
My doctor has changed medication and she changed it again a few days ago. I realized after I got the new medication that I actually didn't want to take it becasue I was unsure I agreed with the new medication change. I've never refused a medication before. I don't know if I just need her to reassure me or we need to think about different options.
I also recently tried to adopt a dog for a companion and to get out more knowing it would help my health and routine. The dog ended up not working out. She was hard to give back to the recuse because she was a wonderful dog but we couldn't give her some basic things she needed; a backyard as we live in a apartment. But for some reason my mother, who only knows I was having problems with the dog not that we give her back at this point, kept yelling at me, and thinks I am "always giving up" and that I can "make it work". We can get another dog that works for us and that beautiful dog can easily give a family that can give her what she needs. I guess I just realized that is what my mother really thinks of me. That really stuck with me.
The giving up my mother said is making me think about how my health really messes with my college all the time. Giving up classes becasue I can't focus, memory problems becasue of new medication. Not being able to handle as many as I hoped becasue suddenly my mood changes. That hurts every time. "Why" my mother repeats over and over again when I dropped a class last term.
This depression is bad and I worry how long it will last this time. I'm trying to try the things I know help but sometimes I think about how easy it would be to just give into the depression and just ride it out. Just embrace it...it's been around for so damn long. I'm so tired honestly. I've noticed I've been not doing a lot of things I normally do when I feel better for months now and the latest issues just hurts my health more.
All the people problems...I've been withdrawing. That's actually unusually for me. I will sometimes still in for a day or so and re-group but I'm even avoiding my therapist and help. I did email him...but I still didn't make an appointment.
I keep waiting for things to improve and they don't, not really not enough to matter. Past few days my husband as been out of town and I sit in the dark a lot. I'm probably spending to much time alone. I'm going to try to do something to me in the morning and get out of the house. I know I need to push myself, keep myself on track or I'll get worse.
My doctor has changed medication and she changed it again a few days ago. I realized after I got the new medication that I actually didn't want to take it becasue I was unsure I agreed with the new medication change. I've never refused a medication before. I don't know if I just need her to reassure me or we need to think about different options.
I also recently tried to adopt a dog for a companion and to get out more knowing it would help my health and routine. The dog ended up not working out. She was hard to give back to the recuse because she was a wonderful dog but we couldn't give her some basic things she needed; a backyard as we live in a apartment. But for some reason my mother, who only knows I was having problems with the dog not that we give her back at this point, kept yelling at me, and thinks I am "always giving up" and that I can "make it work". We can get another dog that works for us and that beautiful dog can easily give a family that can give her what she needs. I guess I just realized that is what my mother really thinks of me. That really stuck with me.
The giving up my mother said is making me think about how my health really messes with my college all the time. Giving up classes becasue I can't focus, memory problems becasue of new medication. Not being able to handle as many as I hoped becasue suddenly my mood changes. That hurts every time. "Why" my mother repeats over and over again when I dropped a class last term.
This depression is bad and I worry how long it will last this time. I'm trying to try the things I know help but sometimes I think about how easy it would be to just give into the depression and just ride it out. Just embrace it...it's been around for so damn long. I'm so tired honestly. I've noticed I've been not doing a lot of things I normally do when I feel better for months now and the latest issues just hurts my health more.
All the people problems...I've been withdrawing. That's actually unusually for me. I will sometimes still in for a day or so and re-group but I'm even avoiding my therapist and help. I did email him...but I still didn't make an appointment.
I keep waiting for things to improve and they don't, not really not enough to matter. Past few days my husband as been out of town and I sit in the dark a lot. I'm probably spending to much time alone. I'm going to try to do something to me in the morning and get out of the house. I know I need to push myself, keep myself on track or I'll get worse.