Yet another uneventful birthday
So... status time.
It's a couple of hours past my birthday and what has happened on this joyfull day?
Well, my mother called just as I was getting ready to take a shower before work (which, incidentally, ensured that I was 15 minutes late for work) to say happy birthday. She told me that she had bought a wireless keyboard and mouse for me (which I won't get until February 1st, when she can give it to the guys from my rpg group that still live back west, so they can take it with them when we convene here at my place, whoopie).
My roommate has said happy birthday to me three times today.
That's pretty much it, not a word from any of my other friends or the people I know (even though a couple of them promised to send lots and lots of tacky happy birthday e-mails).
No frickin' wonder I feel lonely.
On another note.
I've been on anti-depressants since mid-December, but ran out about two weeks ago (haven't made an appointment with my doc yet, to get some more).
I did feel "different" when I took them, but I can't say that I felt better.
It took the brunt of the dark feelings, sort of like the thoughts/feelings slid off my mood as if my mood was covered by a bubble or something. Whenever I started to feel down my thoughts just seemed to drift elsewhere... it was kind of an eerie feeling.
And then there were the physical side effects.
I sweated more (not that I started to smell or anything, I just "secreted" more sweat/fluids) and... well, let's just say that keeping a certain thing hard was a constant struggle. I'm afraid that the latter thing might become permanent if I start on the pills again. I guess I'll have to get some kind of insurance from my doc that that won't happen. Otherwise I'm switching brand.
Oh, in case you haven't guessed it yet, I was diagnosed as having a severe depression by my doctor.
Yeah, could have told her that (actually I did, but she asked me to fill out this questionnaire just to be sure).
It's a couple of hours past my birthday and what has happened on this joyfull day?
Well, my mother called just as I was getting ready to take a shower before work (which, incidentally, ensured that I was 15 minutes late for work) to say happy birthday. She told me that she had bought a wireless keyboard and mouse for me (which I won't get until February 1st, when she can give it to the guys from my rpg group that still live back west, so they can take it with them when we convene here at my place, whoopie).
My roommate has said happy birthday to me three times today.
That's pretty much it, not a word from any of my other friends or the people I know (even though a couple of them promised to send lots and lots of tacky happy birthday e-mails).
No frickin' wonder I feel lonely.
On another note.
I've been on anti-depressants since mid-December, but ran out about two weeks ago (haven't made an appointment with my doc yet, to get some more).
I did feel "different" when I took them, but I can't say that I felt better.
It took the brunt of the dark feelings, sort of like the thoughts/feelings slid off my mood as if my mood was covered by a bubble or something. Whenever I started to feel down my thoughts just seemed to drift elsewhere... it was kind of an eerie feeling.
And then there were the physical side effects.
I sweated more (not that I started to smell or anything, I just "secreted" more sweat/fluids) and... well, let's just say that keeping a certain thing hard was a constant struggle. I'm afraid that the latter thing might become permanent if I start on the pills again. I guess I'll have to get some kind of insurance from my doc that that won't happen. Otherwise I'm switching brand.
Oh, in case you haven't guessed it yet, I was diagnosed as having a severe depression by my doctor.
Yeah, could have told her that (actually I did, but she asked me to fill out this questionnaire just to be sure).