Bad enough that I already knew I was depressed; however I thought my usual status of depression was aggravated only because of my dying marriage and my inability (or unwillingness) to end the relationship with my husband. Satisfaction should have been available with that expanded diagnosis due to self- knowledge, wouldn’t you think? Apparently not for me, though. No, I just had to take the Sanity Test. And now look at “the fine mess” I’ve gotten myself into!
Depression – sure.
Bi-polar disorder – where did that come from?!
Anxiety – yeah, that, too; but not really a surprise
PTSD – Maybe, now that I think about it, but still
Relationship Issues – for sure
OCD – I always thought so, but never diagnosed

Bottom line is that the sanity test identified 9 serious concerns and 5 milder concerns. In my efforts to help myself get through each day in a less stressful way, I seem to have inadvertently and unintentionally added a stumbling block to that process. I already have enough “stuff” bombarding my overwhelmed brain and heart, keeping me from being able to relax or have any mental peace. And I have just added a new group of them to join and intermingle with the rest. Gosh! I just need a break!