Finally stepped down to three days a week at my IOP program. Thank god because I’ve had enough of the groups for real. It really gets repetitive. I’m tired of talking about coping skills. I’ve got coping skills. I need to be able to talk about what’s going on in my head. Straight up therapy would work better for me but I can’t quit IOP until I figure out what to do about work.
Speaking of work, I may have worked out an excuse as to why I want to resign mid year that a potential interviewer could understand. I still need to work it out more so it doesn’t make me look bad.
Still compulsively eating. I keep saying after the new year I’ll get back on track but I might put on another ten pounds by then and I won’t lose it very quickly, if at all. Besides I don’t see how I can get back on track on these meds. But if the meds are finally starting to work then I don’t have a choice but to be on them, especially as the med that definitely worked did the same exact thing to me.
I’m not quite done Christmas shopping but I don’t want to go back out there. People are crazy. There’s nowhere to park, even in the middle of the day. I think it’ll just be gift cards here on out.
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Of course it is happening inside your head. But why on earth should that mean that it is not real?
-Albus Dumbledore
That’s life. If nothing else, that is life. It’s real. Sometimes it
f—-ing hurts. But it’s sort of all we have.
-Garden State
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