I am feeling better. I am actually sneezing and my nose is running. Now you all may be wondering why I would say that is feeling better. I would much rather have a cold and all the sneezing and wheezing as a reason to feel so tired then to just be tired for no obvious reason. It makes me feel less scared. I don't want to have another depressive episode. Last time I became down right psychotic. I was hearing voices. I couldn't...I just couldn't keep the craziness out of my head. And for someone who craves some amount of craziness that is saying something. I don't want to go there again. And I don't want to get back on meds again. Being on the meds was like losing part of my brain. Being able to think quickly and clearly is life to me. I couldn't when I was on meds. It was like playing Everquest when there was a ton of lag. No fun at all. So I have been scared. Watching, waiting, wonderng if this is the slide down the slippery slope.
Anyway, Enough about me. I seem to be getting better. I finished my curtains for my bedroom. After 4 years of having sheets stapled to my windows now I have actual curtains. Of course the sheets matched the paint on the walls perfectly and didn't look that bad until one of them ripped last spring but...they were sheets.
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