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Sort of an update: I felt awful. I took Lithium. I felt better. I felt awful again. I can't even describe what that week or so of feeling good was like. It wasn't even feeling GOOD per se, just feeling normal. What a rush to be walking down the street and feeling nothing. Just feeling like, "hey, I'm walking down the street and ain't the weather fine?" Instead of feeling like every step is hell, the trees and their leaves are rubbing against my nerves, and everyone has particularly chosen their outfit with the intent to wind me up. I'm not even doing justice in the description of what it is like to be depressed or mentally ill and have to walk to the corner. And then to have that LIFTED, was a real joy. I could breathe! But it has gone away again and I'm back in the bottom of the silo scratching my nails against the walls.
For a minute there, I thought maybe I'd be back at work by January. PIPE DREAMS.
On the plus side, there are foster kittens:
And several adoptions and happy endings. So I have that to be thankful for. I'm back into at least reading fanfic -- so if you have good suggestions in Lewis, Teen Wolf, Doctor Who or something I'd really love, please leave a link and know you've made this girl a happy camper.
For a minute there, I thought maybe I'd be back at work by January. PIPE DREAMS.
On the plus side, there are foster kittens:
And several adoptions and happy endings. So I have that to be thankful for. I'm back into at least reading fanfic -- so if you have good suggestions in Lewis, Teen Wolf, Doctor Who or something I'd really love, please leave a link and know you've made this girl a happy camper.