therapy

  • It’s Not Laziness

    This week has been surprisingly decent in regards to not having many breakthrough symptoms. My symptoms have been significantly dulled since getting used to the oral Invega/Paliperidone. I talked about that in therapy on Thursday this week, and so far,… Continue reading

    It’s Not Laziness
  • Frustrated

    This week has been decent I guess. Some family was visiting and I got to hang out for a few hours with them, so that was nice. My symptoms haven’t been too bad but the whispers and voices have been… Continue reading

    Frustrated
  • Pain Levels and Depression Medication

    My inflammatory osteoarthritis hasn’t been letting me sleep at all this week. Well, it’s been six days now of not being able to stay asleep through even half the night. It’s terrible really. I’m exhausted and can’t sleep because my… Continue reading

    Pain Levels and Depression Medication
  • Appointments

    I missed my psychiatrist appointment. Well, I missed the appointment with the nurse practitioner that writes the prescriptions for my antipsychotics and antidepressant. He’s not a psychiatrist. I didn’t really have a good reason to miss my appointment, I just,… Continue reading

    Appointments
  • Dissociation

    I do think there are parts of me that aren’t connected. I do feel like I bounce back and forth between myself but at different ages. Ages where something happened or was a turning point in my life. When I… Continue reading

    Dissociation
  • My Journey With Talk Therapy

    I have had a long, tumultuous, relationship with talk therapy. I love it. I hate it. It’s alright. Fuck nah. Just to go back to it’s alright, again. I’ve run randomly through all of these feelings, sometimes lapping over another,… Continue reading

    My Journey With Talk Therapy
  • Defining my Progress

    I’ve been really tired this week. Worn out. Part of it is because I was in an episode last week and weekend. It’s so exhausting to have psychotic symptoms. I’m constantly trying to figure out what’s real and what’s not.… Continue reading

    Defining my Progress
  • Blank

    I’ve known for quite a long time that something was off with me. That I don’t think. Or act like a typical person. My explosive emotions repel most people. They repel me most times. It’s overwhelming to have big feelings… Continue reading

    Blank
  • Medications: Part Five

    After my Invega injections I feel much, much, much more like myself. Whoever that is anymore. I got one this last Friday. And I feel a night and day difference. My anger dissipates. I’m calmer. I’m reserved. Reflective. Pensive. Even… Continue reading

    Medications: Part Five
  • An Empty Parking Lot

    I feel as though I’ve helped destroy my life. Well, let me rephrase that. I feel as though mental illness has helped destroy my life. My symptoms. My lack of decent behaviors. My shit coping mechanisms. My complete lack of… Continue reading

    An Empty Parking Lot
  • Group Therapy

    I tried to do a group meeting this week. It was on Tuesday night. It was hosted through NAMI. I let my paranoia get the best of me though. I was late for the meeting. My laptop was being frustrating… Continue reading

    Group Therapy