Tags: depression

myra moon

update post

I need a new lj theme. The current one with its "construction" theme doesn't apply anymore. At least, it's not the bulk of my thoughts like it used to be. I guess that shows that I have changed. It's hard to tell sometimes, especially when you have a memory like mine. Stuff just gets skewed. Add to that the fact that my brain likes to emphasize certain events over others, and before long, my memory gets pretty damned inaccurate.

There are some things I wish I could change faster than the rate at which they're currently changing, but I am satisfied with any amount of progress in these "tough spots." I'm conquering a lot of my obsessive thinking patterns, but very, very slowly. Scheduling is still a major problem and I feel like I am taking two steps back for every one step forward. Another thing bothering me is that I still haven't made any new friends in the area. Granted, my efforts in that area have been pretty minimal - basically boiling down to keeping a my space and OKC account. Usually if I try to message people, it either results in no response, or we message each other back and forth for a bit and it then peters out. *sigh*

Not to focus so much on the failures, I've been going to therapy fairly regularly, and trying to write down more of my thoughts while there and after the sessions. I was offered antidepressant samples by a nurse practicioner I went to for a checkup, but decided to forego them after reading up on that particular type. I feel like I need to do this on my own, if possible. So far, I've been happier in the past few months than I remember feeling in quite some time. Considering some of the challenges I am facing now (relative to my own life--I'm not saying it's difficult in general), I consider my current state with some satisfaction.

So now it's just continued work and further honing, as well as tackling some of the remaining challenges. But I feel more prepared to do so than I ever did before.

As a side note, an update on "Lester" the cat:

He apparently has had a rather difficult life so far. Some neighbors down the street were (to my next door neighbor's knowledge) the cat's first owners. They put him out for good about 2-3 years ago, it seems. At that point, my next door neighbors took him in, and eventually gave him to the previous owners of my house. They took him with them when they moved to another area of the city, and then gave him to their friends (location undisclosed). Because when we found him he was so thin, it seemed he'd been roaming without a home for quite some time. He apparently came back to my house because it was someplace he knew. In any case, after a small summit with the neighborhood children who were trying to give him back to the original owner (who had thrown him away to begin with), I realized the parameters of the problem and explained to the kids that he needed a lot of care and that I would be taking him in "until he was better." They agreed to this and took off, probably giving little thought to it afterwards.

Anyway, Lester, aka Smokey, seems to have found his new old home.
myra moon

sputtering and fuming

If you can't say anything nice...

*sigh* I feel just crappy again. Got online, friends started talking to me, but I felt progressively worse. Nothing is "right" right now. My brain is fucking with me again; I wish it would just stop.

I wasted hours this morning/afternoon picking out a digital camera, and perusing other gadgets. I should get my camera this Wednesday, but I feel bad for not working on the house more.

Watched I <3 Huckabees earlier. It kept my interest, but otherwise, I thought: meh. Could just be my general poor mood right now though.

The thing is, I don't understand why. The only thing I can think of that triggered this, I really don't want to think triggered this. Because if so, I'm either stupid, or psycho, or both. I'm so confused, and wondering if I am sabotaging myself, yet again, under the guise of healing.

This is such trivial shit to be obsessing about. Again, please show me where the "off" switch is. I will gladly press down, hard.

:(
myra moon

trapped here for awhile

My horoscope for today:
Why talk about something when you can draw a picture? Art replaces language, or at least supplements it when words alone can't say enough. At last you have an outlet that your imagination so desperately needed. When you let all the fantastical beasts out of their cages, strange and wonderful things may happen. You're on your own and in control. Now you're ready for the moment of personal power that you so often glimpse from a distance. It feels good to be free.

I'm going to take this one step further...why think about something when you can draw a picture? My drawing, admittedly, sucks. But here we are:



As for this weekend, I'm getting my to-do list accomplished. In my slow, reclusive way. Reading over things I've written in the past, I'm surprised at how remarkably consistent I really am. Surprised and disgusted.

I'll take my (own?) medicine and be better soon. Promise.
myra moon

come now...

It's 6:12 pm and I'm still in my pajamas. This weekend is going down the toilet. And I don't care all that much, really. I woke up when my dad called at 12 pm and asked if I knew what time it was. I did. Then fell back asleep. Woke up around 2:30 pm. Read some lj and updated my interests. I think I can go pick up my dad's cell phone. Maybe I can bum dinner off mom & dad again so I don't have to go shopping.

Sometimes I make myself truly sick.

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6:42 now. Just got out of the shower, where I stood very still and watched the little streams of water run down over my body, and got down on the floor of the bathtub and tried to stop my mind going around in circles. Sometimes I feel like things will never be normal again, although I know that's not true. I feel so distant from everything. I realize I have a lot of interests...many more than the random 150 I just filled up in my lj. But right now, nothing interests me. I'm just blank.

And I realize I'm in a good place now, too. I have everything I need and much of the stuff I want. Not many people can say that. But I'm stumbling somehow...I lose myself in stupid obsessions and waste my potential.

Also, whoever it was that stole my stuff got a taperecorder with a tape in it. One side was me singing (sorry about that) and the other was a monologue on music that I'd recorded when trying to put my feelings about it into words for an lj entry. I decided it sucked and expressed nothing. I apologize to the thief, once again.
myra moon

ins and outs, ups and downs

Again, an inexplicable feeling. I felt sort of like everyone was coming at me from all sides today; not that I mind it, but I was having a hard time keeping up. And I just wanted to be able to focus, but couldn't. There's so much I should be doing, but I'm not doing it. Stuff for work, the divorce, my own personal well-being. And my place is once again a shambles. How does that happen so quickly? I need to call maintenance to fix the big gaping hole in my bathroom ceiling where the plaster that was hanging finally lost the battle with gravity.

And I just don't care. All I can feel is sadness, and hope, alternating back and forth with a bit of fear. I feel somewhat overwhelmed and out of control. And even though things I said were justified, they still bother me.

There's a certain state I miss that I haven't had in a while. Just feeling comfortable and secure. There needs to be a balance. I don't want to be metaphorically strapped to a flat surface, just doing the same thing day in and day out. But I also don't want to be dangling over the edge of a cliff.

My boundaries are gone and I feel like I'm slipping away, in both good and bad ways. I need to get myself on track.
myra moon

(no subject)

Mixed bag of feelings today. And a ton of uncompleted work for tomorrow. The predominant one is sadness with just a little smidgen of hope breaking through.

Was finally forced to put a stop to something that wasn't working, no matter how good it was in other respects. I'm a good person and a good friend. If people can't see that and return it, then they need to go.

Others I know are going through hard times as well right now. I'm not sure what to say or do to help. All I can do is listen and try to offer advice. Not that my life is in so much order that I should try to give advice, but it's what you do.

I don't know why I feel such a loss at the moment. There was nothing to lose, I guess.

The way things have been lately, it makes me scared to dream. But I might dream a little dream, of a back porch and a star-filled sky.

There's a light and it never goes out...
myra moon

unhealthy

Not sure what is wrong with me. I should be "up," but nothing is taking away this feeling I have lately...the past week or week and a half I've had this antsy, angsty, need to cry out of frustration feeling. There was only one thing that briefly lifted that cloud away. But just briefly. I miss someone, but shouldn't.

Was visited last night and that was cool. I like company.

But still...this feeling. I should just disappear for a little while, I think. I'm no fun right now anyway.
myra moon

monotony

It's Saturday night and I am sitting here by myself. Joy. I did have some sort of invite, but the person who did the inviting hasn't gotten back to me, so I guess it's off.

In other news: I cleaned this whole place. I feel accomplished. Even my Lucky has a clean tank, so he's happy.

Oh, wow. This is so boring, even I don't want to read it anymore...

*heavy sighs* (and not the sexy kind)
myra moon

no backsies...

Arrgh! I just got off the phone with someone from the court. I called there earlier to see if "service had been obtained" on my divorce case. But apparently, it hasn't, because apparently, I had to tell them to do something in writing. The woman asked where my ex lives and I told her in the Netherlands. She advised me to see a lawyer. Wonderful...

Why oh why did I not listen to my parents when they warned me that this might not be such a good idea? I wrote to him and asked if he has any clue what's going on from looking in his little DIY divorce book. I just want this all to go away like a bad dream... It may be cheaper this way, but at this rate, it may never happen.

Plus I'm feeling weird emotionally lately. I can't really describe the feeling with a better word than "weird." I feel like I should cry, that it would make me feel better for some reason, but I'm not sure why I feel this way or why crying would help. In any case, I don't have time for any of that at the moment since I'm swamped with work.

Annie thought I was angry with her because I basically had to ignore her at the office the other day because I was struggling to get some things done before class. I remember hoping she didn't think that, but apparently, she did. I think we're straightened out now, though. I'm driving her to work this afternoon before I go to my yoga class.

It's not that stuff has been so bad lately; in fact, I had some good days and a very nice night recently... Still, overall, I suppose I am feeling overwhelmed. I have no idea what I'm going to do in August or where I am going, possibly. I might start working with my dad for a while, but I'm not really into what he is doing. It would be good experience for my resume, though and likely less stressful than this job.

Well, I'm off to try to accomplish something. *HUGS* to everyone and a Happy Birthday to someone I like :)