I feel as though sometimes I just need someone to tell certain things to and to just listen without the judgment. Like I feel a certain type of way sometimes, but I feel like I would come off as being dramatic to some people. Therefore I don't tell anyone anything, which isn't healthy.
It's the last day of the first week back. My job duties have changed to what I wanted, but I'm still having difficulty working. I know what I need to do and how to do it, but I just can't get it done. My mind wonders, and I end up with a headache by the end of the day from the attempt to concentrate so much. I even have my beloved energy drinks that used to work so well to help, but alas, they do nothing. I kind of felt the overmedicated feeling before going back, but I brushed it off as lack of sleep and/or adjusting to the medication. But now I feel like my head is somewhat in a fog as I try and work. I'm so exhausted from all of this. This going back and forth with my pdoc about this symptom or that symptom. Then it disrupts my productivity, and spirals out of control. Am I even meant to be working? Every job I had prior to this didn't take much skill and anybody could be taught how to do it. But I got tired of that and worked my butt off to graduate college. Now I have a job that challenges me and uses that degree and I start to fall apart. What is the point of this?