Well, here I am on the computer and listening to "Kid A" again.
At first listen it sounds depressing, but it actually makes me feel
better, keeps me sane in a way.
I wonder if we're due for rain? It looks dark outside - oh, there's the sun again.
I want coffee and weed but I really shouldn't. I wish I did not want what I haven't got.
Oh! "Idioteque". My second favorite song from this
spectacular album. It's just perfectly crafted, it seems to
me.
Is anyone reading, is anyone enjoying reading my random babble? I
guess it matters not, I write here for my sanity and not for
approval. I do enjoy the few comments I get though.
Sometimes I look back and see how much better or worse I was back
then. I think I've been writing here inconsistently for about a
year. There are gaps, yes. But I do enjoy it here. I
especially liked having the paid membership with all the little perks
and customization options. That was fun, but I can't justify the
expense now. We are po'.
Maclean says don't worry, we'll get by. But is he lying to me AND
himself? How does he know? How can he be so sure? I
don't understand how his mind works, but I wish mine worked that
way. HE'S not on four different psychoactive medications.
HE doesn't have days where he cries all day. HE doesn't lose jobs
due to panic. HE doesn't hide from life by sleeping. What
is different about his brain that makes him okay and me a mess?
Pshh...I need a lobotomy, or a brain transplant.
I have to take my medication in the morning when I get up. But
every day, 1 hour after my medication, I throw up. What is making
me sick? It's not coffee, I had none before I threw up
today. It's got to be my medication. It happens on an empty
or full stomach. I hate it, because I don't think I'm getting
enough of my medicine absorbed. Maclean says he thinks it's
absorbed in a 1/2 hour, but I dunno. I think I need more "time
alone" with the medicine so it can get into my system. Why else
would I be having mood swings on this much lithium? It didn't
start right after I started the lithium, it was about a week after that
I started this. I only threw up once on vacation, but since then
it's been every morning. At least I was saved from that
embarrassment (mostly) during vacation.
Rob just called. He's off of work and he wants to come
over. I don't really want him to right now, so he's going to call
in an hour. There's more to do here if he's not
around. If he's here I feel like I have to keep him
entertained. Plus, he probably wants weed, which I don't
have. Maclean has some but he's hidden it from me. I'm
trying to quit and it sucks. I don't want to quit, I have to
quit. For the baby, and for my depression. It can't be
helping my depression, and it only sometimes helps my anxiety.
Most times it makes my anxiety worse.
I guess I'm done here. Maybe I'll work on my website. If anyone reads this and is interested, it's at:
http://www.geocities.com/honeygrrl1978