State of the Fennat
So, it's your favourite fennec-kitty (or author if you're one of my TQ friends).
I just thought I would give people an update on how life is.
I AM DOING GREAT!
That's not sarcasm, that's not me hiding my feelings. That's just how I feel.
2-3 months ago, I was at one of the lowest points emotionally I've ever been. I was stressed, depressed, and nearing the point of a genuine total meltdown. There were so many things that I really don't want to go into specifics. I knew something was wrong, mentally... it was really a number of things all working at once to bring me down... stressing over writing, work burn-out, sleeping issues, general depression overall.
I finally saw a therapist... and through her I came to discover that I'd never really 'beaten' ADHD. It carried on into my adult life, and it affects me in ways I'd never even thought of. That + my depression all added up.
Finally went on anti-deps, both in an effort to combat the ADHD and the depression all at once... I've taken a break on trying to write a novel, though I'm still taking an occasional commission for a short story, and I'm soon to start exercising again in some form.
Family's noticed, friends have noticed, my work has noticed... I'm more cheerful, happier, and I'm not emo-Josh. I don't stay pissed off long, and bad calls at work just... roll off me. I'm actually feeling hopeful, inspired and just... HAPPY. Genuinely happy. I don't feel hopeless and helpless... and that's a good way to feel.
Well, being helpless can be good... for a little while... involving rope and blindfold... THAT kinda helpless is nice...
I just thought I would give people an update on how life is.
I AM DOING GREAT!
That's not sarcasm, that's not me hiding my feelings. That's just how I feel.
2-3 months ago, I was at one of the lowest points emotionally I've ever been. I was stressed, depressed, and nearing the point of a genuine total meltdown. There were so many things that I really don't want to go into specifics. I knew something was wrong, mentally... it was really a number of things all working at once to bring me down... stressing over writing, work burn-out, sleeping issues, general depression overall.
I finally saw a therapist... and through her I came to discover that I'd never really 'beaten' ADHD. It carried on into my adult life, and it affects me in ways I'd never even thought of. That + my depression all added up.
Finally went on anti-deps, both in an effort to combat the ADHD and the depression all at once... I've taken a break on trying to write a novel, though I'm still taking an occasional commission for a short story, and I'm soon to start exercising again in some form.
Family's noticed, friends have noticed, my work has noticed... I'm more cheerful, happier, and I'm not emo-Josh. I don't stay pissed off long, and bad calls at work just... roll off me. I'm actually feeling hopeful, inspired and just... HAPPY. Genuinely happy. I don't feel hopeless and helpless... and that's a good way to feel.
Well, being helpless can be good... for a little while... involving rope and blindfold... THAT kinda helpless is nice...