Stigmas shattered.
Weekly writings of daily life with mental illness.
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I Know
I know I haven’t posted anything this last week and I don’t intend to. I’ll pick it back up this weekend. Please excuse my delay. -Keren
Neutrality
So, I have a really, really tough time trying to “love” myself. This isn’t a new thing either. It’s not like I woke up this morning and realized this. I’ve hated myself for so many decades that the thought of loving myself, even liking myself, makes me cringe. I hate it. And I hate that…
Navigating Trust and Friendships with Schizoaffective Disorder
I’m feeling off this week. Socially, emotionally, off. I feel like there’s a part missing in my life. And it’s the social part. I want to be social. But I also completely dread it and don’t want to at all. I hate being vulnerable because then I have a huge chance of being rejected. And…
EMDR Work and a Nutritionist Appointment
I’ve been doing EMDR therapy with my one on one therapist for a while now. She’s been having me write down my triggers throughout the weeks. And I’ve noticed that as we go on, I’m getting triggered less and less. Or at least, I’m not reacting to the triggers in the ways that I used…
Voices and Even More Appointments
I had a couple following me the other day. I smelled a thick fog of weed smoke as I was walking Bruce, at the front of the apartment complex. As I smelled it, and Bruce smelled the ground, the couple started talking. “She smells that, I know she does” “So what, what does it matter?”…
Food and Hallucinations (and More Doctor Appointments)
I keep having weeks so busy that I have no time to write. I keep forgetting to fill out my mood app every day too. Then I have to go back and try to remember what was going on on which day and all of that shit. I’m exhausted. With my thyroid levels being off…
And Even More Doctor Appointments…
I had a lot more doctors appointments this week. I had sclerotherapy done on my left leg on Tuesday this week. One down by my ankle and another in my back calf – both on the left leg. It burned and felt super, super bruised for quite a few days. It felt real bruised, like…
The Doctor Said…
I started crying today. Because of stupid facebook and a bunch of other stuff. But I’m telling you, every single time that I try to reach out or comment on someone’s post on facebook, it backfires on me. People end up hating on me, and I can’t handle it, so I just delete my comment…
EMDR and Pain and Memory
I’m still in a lot of pain this week. My pain levels have been waking me up at night, every night. It’s quite exhausting. I’ve at least been able to take naps this week. I’m not always able to. But still, I’m waking up constantly with throbbing knees or an aching shoulder or pain shooting…
Psychosis, EMDR, and Pain Levels
The other day I was walking Bruce and I had a big visual hallucination. It was like the world was suddenly zooming out. I was looking down the sidewalk, and things were getting further away. Like in the cartoons. This happens. It’s one of my more common hallucinations while in an episode. That and a…
Schizoaffective Disorder and Money
It’s been a slow moving week. I suppose that’s a good thing. I’ve been sorta unmotivated lately – unfocused. I can’t help but worry about the future. I’m paranoid about the next steps and what that looks like in my life. I usually have a plan, and right now I just don’t. I don’t know…
Vein Ablations and Therapy
So, the vein ablations are done. Thank goodness. The photo with this entry shows just how drastic of a difference the procedures have made. It’s amazing. I mean, I knew my feet and legs were discolored and swollen, but I didn’t realize how discolored and swollen they were until I did this comparison the other…
Trauma, Pain Levels, and ADHD
I woke up in incredible amounts of pain on Wednesday this week. Incredible. I could barely fucking move. When I finally did, I had to move very, very slowly. Even on my morning walk with Bruce that day, I had one speed, and that was slow. I can’t help but think I had a hardcore…
C•PTSD and Trauma (Medical and Authoritative)
I’m 99.9% sure of my PTSD is actually C•PTSD. I’ve never really given it much thought until this last weekend. I mean, I have, but I haven’t put that much thought into it. I guess I never really looked up what it really meant, until I looked up what fawning meant this weekend, and realized…
The Time I Started A Forest Fire
I had a good therapy session this week. My therapist has just gotten her EMDR certification a few weeks ago, maybe a month ago now. And she’s using me as a guinea pig – which I love. We worked on something this week that’s really been bothering me for a long time. I’ve talked about…
Anesthetics Frustrations But Then a Surprisingly Good Visit With My Psych NP
I’m angry this week. Frustrated is maybe a better word. I know it’s from the anesthetics last week. I know it is. It’s always like this. After every procedure. I really wish it wasn’t like this though. It’s super annoying. Because I have like four or five more procedures to go. And that’s fucking daunting.…
Being Social With Schizoaffective Disorder
I don’t know why I can’t just go out and about and be happy that someone wants to spend time with me. Oh wait, I do know why, it’s the voices. They’re always fucking shit up. Everytime I’m away from my comfort zone (my apartment) they act up. They start in on me. It doesn’t…
Capacity
I was having a brunch date with someone Saturday (it went really well!) and he reminded me that people only have so much capacity to deal with things, or to be there for others. Whatever things those may be. Whatever people those may be. Whatever situations those may be. He said this is why having…
The Bug Situation and Being Emotional
This is how my week started… It’s Monday, and I have been so incredibly, unbearably anxious and paranoid lately. Like, crying at least several times every single day, for the past several weeks. And I don’t know what to do about it. I don’t know why. Well, I do know why. I’m worried. About everything.…
I’m Not Who I Once Was
I used to freak the fuck out. Over react to everything. Screaming. Yelling. Texting people nonstop about my random issues and problems. I answered the phone today when I shouldn’t have. I was frustrated about my car air and vents not working, and frustrated about how everything is so fucking expensive nowadays and I answered…
People Are Ridiculous
It’s been a stupid, shitty week again. High pain levels, and night terrors practically every night. My pain and night terrors have been taking turns waking me up every stupid fucking night. I’m exhausted. Last week was a doozy too. I haven’t mentioned this story yet. Last week I had a run in with someone…
I Don’t Think I’m Bipolar, And I’m Mindblown
Again, I’m going to talk about my last psychotic episode. The one I had that ended last week, er, the week before, now. It lasted longer than I thought. Well, it started further back than I originally thought. I went and looked back at my blog entries and I started writing about wanting to isolate…
After The Second Procedure
So, I had my latest procedure, a vein ablation this last week, last Tuesday. They did the other GSV, in my right leg this time. And at the follow up ultrasound appointment last Friday, a week ago, I was told everything looked as it should post procedure. So that’s awesome. Now my SSV’s are next,…
The Difference Between A Manic and A Psychotic Episode
I realized that I trailed off in the middle of my last entry. I started talking about how I got triggered and just sort of ended the entry after that, ha! Sorry y’all! So, now I want to pick up where I left off. The last episode I had was a classic Keren psychotic episode.…
This Last Episode
Welp, I renewed my domain name and subscription and whatnot with WordPress today. I’ve been writing at least once a week for this blog since 2022. Part of me says why stop now? Keep bitching and moaning. So here I am. And here goes another pointless entry… I realized after a week of twice daily…
The Difference Between Paranoia and Anxiety
The past couple of weeks have been difficult. And last weekend was really hard. But I’ve been hanging out at my therapist’s office a lot. There’s an art room there that’s just open most of the day for people to hang out in, and I can bring Bruce, so we’ve been taking advantage of it…
I Realized I was Depressed and Paranoid
I’m still upset at life. I still don’t know if I’m going to continue writing this blog or not. It’ll have been three years of it already in a few weeks. I haven’t decided if I’ll renew my domain name or not yet. Time will tell. I just feel like I’m bitching too much, and…
I’m Unsure Where My Writing Is Headed…
I don’t know what, or if, I’m going to write anymore. We’ll see. I’ve been feeling desperate lately, and today is no different. Maybe I need a break. Maybe I should be writing even more and different types of things or styles. I don’t fucking know. I’m attempting to sit with these feelings. I have…
I’ve Just Been Sad The Past Few Weeks
It’s been a rough few weeks. This week was no exception. I’ve been agitated. I’ve been depressed. I can’t help but think that a psychosis episode is around the corner. I’m “due” for one, even though I hate saying that. But it’s true. It’s been a few months since I’ve had one. Or maybe this…
My Various History of Hallucinations and Delusions
This is a long entry, I hope you find it as interesting as I do. I’ve been listening to the subject matter more of the background hallucinations I hear. I realized some of these are called “internal auditory hallucinations” – I’ll talk about this and get into definitions later, but they turn into external auditory…
I Hate Arthritis
I have this giant entry all written up on my auditory hallucinations that I was going to post today. It’s a continuation from last week. But I’ll post that next week, or maybe in a day or two. I have to do this one first. I hate arthritis. Let me rephrase that. I fucking hate…
Parts of My Verbal Auditory Hallucinations
I had a difficult realization over this last week. That most of the “neighbors” that I hear talking amongst themselves on my walks are still hallucinations. *sigh* I had noticed that there’s usually not one person outside when I hear the conversations. My complex is really quiet, and people keep to themselves, which is nice.…
I Had An Incident With My Now Ex-Therapist
It was halfway through with my therapy session and I was in a slight conversational lull and suddenly Jessie, the therapist who’s quitting in two weeks, after being in the office for about six months, started talking about her leaving, and what I’m doing after that, who she thinks I should start to see and…
Anxiety and Agitation
I’ve been feeling very, I don’t know, annoyed this week. Very agitated and anxious are probably better descriptors. I’ve been thinking obsessively about going back to work. So much so that it’s been giving me anxiety attacks. I had one Wednesday while at my therapists office. I have an hour between group and one on…
Trusting Myself For The First Time
All I’ve been doing the past few weeks is walking for my vein ablation recovery instructions. It’s been engulfing. Which is kinda nice because I feel like I haven’t had much time to think about a lot. Even though I have been thinking about a lot. I’ve been lonely lately. I keep thinking about all…
I’m Feeling Like Isolating
I saw this meme quote thing the other day. It said something to the extent that trauma can make someone feel that they need to isolate. And I’ve been thinking about that a lot this week. I even talked about in therapy. Well, cried about it in therapy. I used to be so outgoing. I…
The First Vein Ablation
This was an eventful week. I’ve been busy and tired, but good. Voices have been acting up but not terribly bad, they’ve just been mildly annoying. Just mainly while I’m out on walks, like they do. They did better again this morning when I was out and about, they were quieter. Last night I just…
Thought Loss
I’ve been dealing with a lot of thought loss the last few years. And it’s gotten better. But it’s much worse than it used to be. And I talk about this a lot. You know when you’re mid thought, mid sentence, mid conversation, and you lose your train of thought, and the whole conversation goes…
The Voices Lately
The voices have been very tolerable lately. I haven’t been talking about them the last few entries and I figured I’d touch base with them this week. Things have been good – they’ve been quiet. But I’ve been taking my Haloperidol daily the past several weeks, on top of the Paliperidone daily. I had to…
A Vein Ablation and Weight Loss
I’m having a decent week, finally. After episodes of pain, psychosis, depression, anxiety, more pain, more psychosis, more depression and then even more pain and then even more psychosis and then even more anxiety, I can finally, finally breathe today. The only thing that sucks this week is a randomly last minute rescheduled doctors appointment.…
The Transitional Times
I don’t know how I feel this week. Monday I was severely anxious. Tuesday I was in a terrible mood, but social. Wednesday I was withdrawn and was quite literally aching with loneliness. Thursday I was completely anxious all day again. And today, Friday, I’m feeling very blah. And I don’t know what to do…
My Therapy Journey
I can’t even tell you how many therapists I’ve seen in my life. Dozens, easy. I used to think therapy was useless. What good does it do to talk to a stranger (who you’re paying) about my stupid life? It’s not going to make a difference. And, since I had that mindset, it didn’t make…
Patterns of My Psychosis are Surfacing
Holy shit, that’s it. That’s part of the prodromal phase for me. I pull away from people. I can see it now. People start annoying the shit out of me, for no reason. I suddenly hate getting messages and calls, checking social media is like torture, so I shutdown, I pull away, I stop texting…
After A Psychotic Episode
I can’t think this week. My mind is fuzzy and foggy. (before I forget, I talk about self harm in here in regards to an epiphany, but now you have been warned) I have been teaching myself Spanish the past couple of months and I’ve only been doing one lesson a day lately as opposed…
How The Delusions and Hallucinations Engulf
I got into a comment conversation with a fellow writer and decided to write an entry around it. In my last post I had some hallucination dialogue – some back and forth between the voices, and she asked me if there was any way to distract myself from them in the moment. And I’m going…
The Ramblings of My Voices
It’s Monday and the voices are still lingering. I may have to up my Paliperidone again. As of this week, I haven’t yet. I really don’t fucking want to. They’re telling me I’m living a lie, the voices are. That I’m a terrible, horrible fucking person who ignores my dog and can’t follow through on…
I Forgot That I Remembered It Wrong
My brain feels shriveled after that psychotic episode this last week. I’m just now resurfacing. It’s Saturday and I still can’t think properly. My body is fucking killing me. I mean, I’ve been walking more lately – trying to lose this excess weight, so I expected to be sore, but damn. I feel bruised all…
The Voices and Being Followed
Mental illness is bizarre. When the Paliperidone first started to clear up the bulk of my voices last year, I felt like I was always around people. Granted, I worked retail at the time too, so I was. But even when alone, I have never really felt alone. I had these elaborate ways I would…
Stuffed in the Trunk
It was a decent week. I’ve been in a much, much better mood this week than I have been in a while. Which is a very refreshing change. I didn’t think I could feel like this anymore. I’m hopeful today. I’m looking forward to the future for the first time in a very long time.…
Is This Optimism?
I’m wearing two pairs of pants today. I’ve got leggings on, under my jeans. It’s 30° outside here in Texas, and that’s cold as fuck for here. I’m not used to the cold anymore. It’s refreshing, but foreign feeling. As much as Bruce would love to just sit outside all day today, we’re staying indoors…
ADHD and Medication Changes
I’ve been feeling a bit better in my lumbar ablation recovery. Walking good and eating less. Trying to at least. This week has been decent with those types of things. Could be better. But it also could be a lot worse. So yeah. What sucks is that my back still feels like it’s on fire…
Hallucinations and an Ablation
It’s Sunday afternoon and my back pain is making me nauseous. It’s 4:16pm and all i’ve had is a Red Bull and a Chobani Flip. Quite a stark contrast from the last few days. I hurt. My lower back feels like it’s bruised down to the bone. It aches, stings, tingles and burns too. My…
My Eating is an Addiction
My eating is an addiction. I want that immediate pleasure from food. I want that instant satisfaction. And I wanted it yesterday. And every day I wake up telling myself that today is going to be the day where I eat less. Because that’s what any diet comes down to. That’s what losing weight comes…
Pain, Inflammation, and a Crappy U.S. Doctor
I’m in so much pain. So. Much. Pain. And it feels like no one cares. I know people do, but I hate complaining about it at the same time so I try really hard not to. But I’ve been crying about it everyday this week. When my shoulders start acting up – that’s what really…
The Intensity of Inflammation
I had been off Prozac for about a week, week and a half, before starting back up on the 20mg capsules yesterday (it’s Tuesday) I can’t do life without a SSRI. Fuck that bullshit. I have some capsules left, so I started taking them and called my psych NP office for the fourth time just…
Physical Pain
I don’t feel like writing this week. I’ve tried. I’ve written like six or seven half entires, trying to get something together for this blog this week. And I can’t seem to focus. It’s super rainy today. And it’s been cold all week. I guess it is winter time. But the weather is just reflective…
Weight and Sweat
I just noticed I’ve been avoiding taking my picture again lately. I know I hate how heavy I am again. I’ve gained what feels like a ton of weight back after losing 100lbs. It’s not a ton, but I have gained some back. Around 30lbs. And that’s fuuuuuuuucking maddening. The two biggest things I hate…
Hoping I Don’t Crash
I got one of the sun shine mimicking lightbulbs. Well, technically it’s a two pack. And I put one in my lamp in the living room the other day and really like it so far. I was hoping it’d be nice and bright, but not too bright, and it’s turning out very nice like. I…
Medication Change, Continued
The medication change is going. Not well, not bad, not great, just going. I don’t know what I expected to feel besides something different. I decided to cut my antipsychotic in half on top of everything else. I know what you’re thinking. Let me explain. I was sitting at a friend’s house this week and…
Medications: Part Twelve
I’m coming off of my Buspirone this weekend. Fuck that shit. I’m sick of it. It doesn’t work. I’m sick of the medication fillers that puff my body up. That makes my vision blurry. That makes my body feel stagnant and swollen. I’m really sick of taking medications that don’t even fucking help. I’m just…
Weight Gain Sucks
I’ve been better about writing this week. I just seemingly can’t write anything I’d like to post. So this is me giving it yet another shot with this entry. Hopefully this one will be the winner. My weight is getting out of control again. It doesn’t take me long to gain the weight back that…
This Is Late and Random
As I sit here my knee is swelling up. I fucking KNEW the steroid burst was too small. I KNEW I needed a higher dose to really curb all of it. Fuck. This sucks. I could barely get into my Honda Pilot today (It’s Monday) – which is a pretty big suv. I can barely…
The Flare
I haven’t written shit this week because I was in the middle of a fucking arthritic flare. It’s been pretty bad honestly. My body was attacking itself all month really. On and off and then on full force again. It morphs my usually mildly inflamed joints into over double their sizes. And normally, it doesn’t…
Medications: Part Eleven
(this is my longest entry yet) This week has been good. Very few symptoms, but my anxiety is still rampant. I don’t think it’ll ever go away. Nor the voices. I did have a few voices the other night and felt a bit manic. I couldn’t sleep at all. But that subsided in the morning…
I’m No Longer Actively Hating Myself
Welp, trump won. That fucking happened. I sure as hell didn’t vote for him. But that’s not what this entry is about, so I digress. I was in therapy on Thursday morning and Sean asked me what I was doing/thinking/feeling just before the voices surfaced while on vacation. I had to really think about it.…
Vacation
I’m on the plane now to Seattle. I ‘m sitting here cramped into a seat becasue my ass is too fat, ha! The woman next to me is adjusting her position every five seconds and it’s annoying as hell. I’m hanging out into the aisle to give her space and she’s takin it. I don’t…
A Nightmare and Other Stuff Like Vacation
I had a dream the other night that I was stabbed again. But this time it wasn’t real. I woke up out of breath. I had gotten into some sort of altercation with another woman and she stabbed me in the same spot I was stabbed years ago but much, much deeper. I could feel…
Delusions and Healthcare Crap
I’m feeling like part of my fear about fires that I’ve been writing about is partially a delusion that I’m working through. Sure it’s anxiety too. For sure it is. But I feel like the bigger part of it is a delusion. I say this because I took my Haloperidol for the first time in…
Prescriptions and Pharmacies
Oh my god I hate dealing with pharmacies. Everytime I transfer something or try to fill something I’m met with a fucking brick wall. It’s really rare that a pharmacist cares about what’s happening, but I have that at CVS right now because I’ve been going to the same one over the last year or…
Inflammation
As I write this my normally very narrow ankles are the size between a baseball and a softball. Both of them. My knees are swollen too and so are my shoulders and my back. I can feel them. I can see the inflammation. The only thing that curbs this shit is a steroid burst. And…
That Dental Disease
Well I knew this but I didn’t know it was that bad. I have Periodontal Disease. And it’s gotten quite a bit worse since the last time I was at the dentist just a few months ago. So much so that I have to go see a Periodontist now. Which is a type of dentist…
Anxiety and Medications
My anxiety has been horrible this week and it’s Sunday. I’m constantly on edge. Constantly worrying that something is about to go wrong. Be set ablaze. Crash. My Dad asked me where the anxiety stems from this weekend. That something must go through my mind to start to amp it all up. And it probably…
Self Care and Payments
I’ve written like four entries this week and hated all of them. Now it’s Thursday evening and I’m scrambling to write something for tomorrow. I just kept forgetting to write this week too. I had a lot of appointments again this week and kinda got lost in them. Good thing my symptoms have been at…
Social Depletion
I get so down on myself sometimes. I hang out with someone and just end up going home after two hours because I can’t handle being out in public. And I was just sitting at a friends house. I get worn out. It makes me exhausted to just chill for a couple of hours with…
Untitled
It’s been a great week. And it’s only Tuesday as I start this entry. It’s been a long time since I’ve been able to say that. Today I got some of the backpay from my disability claim. I was able to pay off some old credit card debt and am super grateful I was able…
Addiction Tools
I’m super antsy today. It’s Sunday afternoon and I feel like doing something. But I don’t know what to do and don’t really want to spend any money and everywhere is closed today. So I ate something and am now laying on the couch, writing. Trying to curb my almost antsy agitation today. I took…
Listening to Myself
I need to learn how to listen to myself better than I already do. I’ll give you an example. I was just out to dinner with my Dad and his friend and my knees started killing me after we got done eating. Like, both of them were throbbing and burning. Sitting in one position longer…
Fire Anxiety
I’m so paranoid of somethings. Fire is one of them. When I was a kid my brother and I literally were playing with matches and almost started a forest fire behind my parents house. Well, we did start a forest fire, but we were able to put it out in a timely manner before it…
Ignoring Certain Things
I’ve been ignoring my physical health for a while now again. A few months. It’s just so hard to focus on anything with my medications being leveled out and my disability hearing and all of that being in limbo for so long. I seemingly just got used to the super charged anxiety levels in me.…
“RCA”
WARNING: I’m not trying to get into any sort of debate, this is just how I feel about religion. I never talk about religion but the time has come to open up about it. Religion isn’t important to me. At all. In fact, I actually have religious trauma as a kid. Most of my childhood…
Anxiety and Approval
I’ve had several panic attacks in the past week. Big panic attacks. So much so that I debated going to the ER with one of them. But I think that my disability appeals have finally been approved. I’m pretty sure I’ve got disability now. Not 100% sure. But I’m like 98% – 99% sure. And…
Stability and PRN’s
I thought my life was going alright while in psychosis a few years ago. I thought everyone else had the problems, not me. Besides, everyone was talking shit about me all the time. And I wasn’t able to put things together that well. I mean, I knew something was wrong with me. And I guess…
Dating & Other Fears
I’m having these physical responses to dating. Like the first one I was so anxious about the lack of conversation, I started to break out in a sweat. Or maybe that was from the real fucking crowded restaurant we were at. And then the date today? Well, I got super fucking uncomfortable and started crying.…
I Quit (Smoking)
You heard it folks, I’m officially done with cigarettes. It’s been a nasty and long relationship, but I’ve whipped out my white flag to shake around and have surrendered. I’m not buying anymore tobacco. Hopefully ever. It sucks. I’ll be honest. I love smoking. But I’ve been smoking since I was 16 years old. And…
Signs of an Episode
There are a few things that are signs that a psychotic episode is going to happen or is happening to me. The more I think about it, I’m able to slowly put two and two together a bit better as the episodes pass through me. Most of it I can’t remember much of anything to…
The Physical Effects of Antipsychotics: Part Two
I know I was in some sort of psychotic episode the last week or five because now I don’t feel like I have anything to say. I feel boring, bland. I feel dull and uninteresting. I feel like I have nothing to say and even less to write. I did hear some voices yesterday evening…
Reunited
This week has been surprisingly good. I have recently reconnected this week with a great friend, and it’s been so so so nice to catch up and reunite. It feels good, having a friend. A good friend. A real friend, someone I can talk to about shit and who doesn’t judge me for it. And…
Psych Visit and a Book
I know I’ve been posting a lot the past week or so, I just feel like I have a lot to say and keep having ideas for posts, so I just keep writing. I remember my grandmother telling me once to just post the entry and you’ll be happy that you didn’t hold it in.…
Psychotic Episodes
Psychosis is not well understood. It a giant ball of mystery. They don’t really know why it surfaces or how except for something about dopamine. Which makes sense to me because when a psych doc put me on Wellbutrin years back, I instantly went into a psychotic episode. (it’s a dopamine receptor or inhibitor thing…
Masking My Emotions And An Epiphany
I noticed that after my therapist told me I didn’t fit the criteria for a manic or even a hypomanic episode, my depression has started creeping up with the elevated mood still here. Maybe he’s right. Maybe I don’t understand how I really feel still. I had a good friend and roommate tell me one…
The Effort is There
I’m trying really hard to change. I am. I’m now taking my meds, I’m seeing a therapist weekly and have been for over two years now. I’m seeing a psychiatrist too, every two or three months for the past like, ten years too. I can see my caseworker at any time, I have just been…
Bipolar Rage
I can’t keep doing the same things and expect things to be different. That’s literally insanity. I have been an oversharer most of my life. But that’s not me anymore. Well, rather, I don’t want to be that person anymore. So how do I stop talking? How do I read the social cues that most…
Breakthrough Psychotic Symptoms
So, Thursday night last week I had some terrible breakthrough symptoms. I kept hearing my neighbor (of course),(surprise, surprise), who’s my friend down at the end of my building, talk about me to another neighbor. She kept talking about how I’m schizoaffective – schizophrenic was what she kept saying. That they aren’t sitting where they…
I Had Lost The Details
I used to think most things were endless and unobtainable. Chaotic and confusing. Like the amount, or types, of birds in the air. There are too many to even start counting or naming. The fruits at the grocery store – there are so many I can’t keep up. But now I’m noticing that things aren’t…
Medications: Part Ten
Today is the two year anniversary of A Delusional Predisposition. I can’t believe I’ve been writing this blog that long. Kinda hard to believe. And what better way to bring in the new year than with a medication post. I haven’t been feeling that great over the weekend, and I’m sure that’s because I was…
Medication Adherence
It’s like one good thing happens and then a bunch of terrible things follow suit. I didn’t have therapy last week because of the fourth of July holiday was that same day. Today, Thursday, 40 min before our session, my therapist Sean just texted and canceled on me. I really needed that fucking appointment today.…
The Day I Lost My Facebook To Hackers
You just read it, it happened. That’s the whole story, really. Motherfuckers got all of my photos lost/disabled now and I’m so fucking pissed about it. I cried hard about it when it happened. And I totally self harmed too. I hit my head so hard my gauged plug went flying out of my right…
Intrusive Thoughts and Suicidal Ideations
I’ll put this trigger warning here; this entry is gritty, raw and dark. I encourage you to sit in the uncomfortableness, but, if you’re sensitive to reading about intrusive thoughts and suicidal ideations, I’d stop reading. There is some rough language to follow as well. I will not hold back here. This is a safe…
Group Wasn’t The Best Idea Today
I just got done with a life skills group at my therapists office and I’m now almost out of control angry. I almost self harmed again on the way home. But instead, I cried. We’re learning about a therapy type called “Internal Family Systems” or IFS. It’s basically about how everyone is made up of…
Medications: Part Nine
*TW: Self Harm* I had my hearing yesterday morning for disability, and I’ll have the official answer, or decision rather, in a few months. So I have done all of the things in my power to get this approved and it’s 100% out of my hands now. Whatever is going to happen, will happen. And…
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