Describing my past week or so to the therapist…
Therapist: “So…do me a favor and keep an eye on that, because that could be depression creeping back in.”
Me: “Um, nope. No, it’s not, because I JUST paid $85 to see the nice lady with the meds, and I’ll be goddamned if I’m paying it again before my next appointment.”
Time to see if I can “cheap” my way out of a mood disorder!
(I am not doing things I’m supposed to be doing, so I will endeavor to do those things. If it doesn’t help I will certainly go see the nice lady.)
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FAR too much “self care” requires getting out of bed, which defeats the whole idea.
“Ugh, what is WRONG with me?!”
“The inevitable and familiar consequences of not taking care of yourself in the ways you know you need to?”
I guess I have some things to do tomorrow. FINE. 🙄
Good morning. Work is canceled, today is for masturbation now. If Shaun T doesn’t work for you, feel free to look elsewhere — you do you (literally).
Paxil, Adderall, pajamas, an irresponsible quantity of coffee, and a breakfast brownie.
Am I doing it right?
“Oh, honey. We know your hair is a goddamn disaster and you’ve had a tough week. Welcome to our salon. Here are some feelings to eat. Do you want some morning wine? We also have morning wine. We got you, girl.”
Last night’s post-therapy text with friends: