As it says on my “about me” page, I have nothing to hide. My life is an open book for the world to read. There are always exceptions to this rule, and as for now, I will no longer blog about my daughter in any detail. I will just say that there are no issues that have suddenly come in to play that is making me choose this. It is just the right thing for me to do. That being said, on to my day.
I am a complete mess today. I actually have had a rough few days, but had been hiding it well. Today was the boiling point, and I lost it. My DR changed my meds for my anxiety, since the Klonopin was starting to become “candy” and not really having the same calming effect it had in the beginning. So I took this new med, and with in 1 hour, I was a raging lunatic. I mean absolutely psychotic behavior. My assistant had to force me to the couch before I jumped through a window. It was such an odd experience. One I have never felt before, and hope to NEVER again.
So that is $100 worth of meds down the toilet, and back to the Klonopin for me.
I am home now, and feeling much better. I am starting to hate the outside world again, and am feeling that there is very little hope left if finding a “fix” for my OCD and anxiety. I am angry, sad and somewhat uncaring of my surroundings at this moment in time.
If this post seems like I am a nutball, it is because I am a nutball. I have nothing to hide, I never asked to be this way, nor do I EVER wish this illness/condition on anyone.
I hope today will be a better day, and a brighter future. I will continue to work through it and I will also continue to have hope that one day, I will feel “normal” again.
Mahalo.
I am a complete mess today. I actually have had a rough few days, but had been hiding it well. Today was the boiling point, and I lost it. My DR changed my meds for my anxiety, since the Klonopin was starting to become “candy” and not really having the same calming effect it had in the beginning. So I took this new med, and with in 1 hour, I was a raging lunatic. I mean absolutely psychotic behavior. My assistant had to force me to the couch before I jumped through a window. It was such an odd experience. One I have never felt before, and hope to NEVER again.
So that is $100 worth of meds down the toilet, and back to the Klonopin for me.
I am home now, and feeling much better. I am starting to hate the outside world again, and am feeling that there is very little hope left if finding a “fix” for my OCD and anxiety. I am angry, sad and somewhat uncaring of my surroundings at this moment in time.
If this post seems like I am a nutball, it is because I am a nutball. I have nothing to hide, I never asked to be this way, nor do I EVER wish this illness/condition on anyone.
I hope today will be a better day, and a brighter future. I will continue to work through it and I will also continue to have hope that one day, I will feel “normal” again.
Mahalo.
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