Today I don’t feel like writing at all. It’s been a tough week.
Although I usually try to say something about mental health in general, bipolar disorder specifically, something relevant that caught my eye in the news, or a piece of my past that might be interesting or informative, today I can’t.
I’m very depressed. Or feeling sorry for myself. Sometimes I can’t tell the difference.
There’s a convention in July that I would really, REALLY like to go to. I could see many friends, including one I haven’t seen in literally years and have been fearing I may not have the chance to again (maybe irrational thinking, maybe not). I would have intellectual stimulation, friend, parties, laughs, all sorts of fun available to me.
And I can’t go.
Some of the reasons are practical. We can’t afford it. My husband has to work. Driving that far and carrying luggage would trigger back pain and the walking required would rapidly exhaust me. If I went, I might well spend much of my time flat on my back in a hotel room, wiped out or communing with Vicodin.
The other reasons I can’t go have to do with my mental disorders. I barely leave the house as it is, except for doctor and therapist appointments. A day with a few simple errands uses up every spoon I have and sometimes the next day’s as well.
But mostly, it’s my over-sensitivity to the crowds and the noise. I can’t tolerate either one for more than a few minutes without a panic attack or a meltdown. Neither of which is pretty and neither of which would add to my enjoyment of the convention, or anyone else’s, for that matter.
I’m now thinking about all the things I can no longer do for physical or mental reasons. My therapist would tell me to look at how far I’ve come – all the things I can do now that I couldn’t do a few years ago, like write a blog and maintain a goal of posting weekly.
She’s right, of course, but for now I just need to go back to bed, and try again to accomplish something after a nap.
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Sorry you are having such a hard time. Hang in there….
Today, I’m sitting at the computer having made a promise to myself to smile at least once during the day. Today, I want to feel ‘normal’, free of worry and just the slightest bit carefree…… Its not going so well either, so here’s your sister! Hands up everyone who feel shite today??? (Bet it will be a lot – tomorrow is another day and another chance….. Here’s to tomorrow……)