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Originally Posted by Sad&Bipolar
My life is really good. I live in a nice house in a great small city near the Pacific Ocean. The weather is so mild compared to the rest of the country. I have two daughters who are very loving and caring. Everything is great about my life.
Yet, I have the most awful feelings. Depression is weighing heavy. I have been to the ER twice this past month, been inpatient twice this month, and spent some time in a partial hospital program. Emotionally, I am a mess. It makes no sense.
How can my brain be so unaware of my actual reality?
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As Spock would say in any timeline, "Emotions are not logical, Dr McCoy" It's always Bones he says these things to. Because of course Kirk knows and Bones is one overblown emotional nerve ending from complete space madness.
I do find that I get to what I call the unbearable sameness of being. I go to work, talk to the same people, take the same train, park in the same place, come home at the same time, the kids are having the same argument as yesterday, my husband is telling them exactly 7 times to go to bed, then there's yelling and things settle down so that I can relax. If I am lucky.
So I don't know if that helps, probably not, but maybe you should shake things up a bit. Rearrange the furniture, pile everyone in the car and decide on the freeway where you're going for the day.
But yeah, feel ya.
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Hello, darkness, my old friend.......
Buproprion 300, Trazodone 75, Lamictal 200, Klonopin .5mg, Ritalin 7.5mg
plus asthma meds, thyroid and vitamins
Severe GAD, PMDD, Asthma, Major Depression (Severe, Recurrent, Partial Remission to Mild/Moderate, but one sleepless night or bad day from rock-bottom) Recent mTBI with residual cognitive, expressive and sensory-motor integration issues.
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