Well, I know it’s been a while since I’ve popped in and written something here. I have been swamped with school, trying to keep my head above water with all the schoolwork I have.
I did start counseling therapy last week. My therapist seems pretty nice. I had three things I needed to do this week, and I’ve done a very poor job of getting them done. The first was to get back into journaling. I managed to get one journal entry done. (enter sarcasm) Whoopee! The second was to meet up with a friend for lunch, hopefully to try to get back into my scrapbooking. Second failure. I’m on a roll here. The third thing was to meditate on why March is such a horrible time of year for me with my depression. I’ve had some issues in the past from when I was growing up, and my therapist thinks it might be associated with those events. Possibly, those events happened during March of a certain year. Guess what? Three strikes and I’m out.
I am still having mini-crying spells during the day. I will all of a sudden feel this surge of sadness and feel tears welling up in my eyes. I don’t actually give into the sadness, but it does wear me down for the day.
I have an appointment to meet with a psychiatric nurse practitioner in May. I hope we can get my medicines worked out so I don’t feel like this is the only thing that is holding me together.
Later on, I want to write a post about parenting, education, and depression. It’s something that has been floating around as an unwritten post in my head, and I just want to get the words down.