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I feel like I’ve been crying for an hour. But I haven’t. It’s been a hard two hours. Day program, the education session. New facilitator, and he seems really cool. We connected over music, concerts, and his fascination with (my) home built boats. He’s a bit high energy, but so much more interesting than the…
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I wrote down something my therapist said once. “Better sleep than death.” I’m pretty sure it was about my not being able to get out of bed all weekend. That’s pretty much every weekend now. And a lot of days after program, when I get home and I’m completely washed out I’ll just go to…
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The fact that I don’t tag these well makes this a lamely titled entry. It’s been a minute since I posted, and honestly it’s just the same old same old. I think I got a 26 on the PDQ-9, which ties a personal best. TMS hurts my head and my soul. Seriously it’s like tiny…
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I’ve always been deeply connected to music. Happy, sad, doesn’t matter. Something is playing. Depressive episodes are no exception. While I tend to play music until I’m sick of it, it goes doubly so for depression. I guess instead of getting sick of it, it tunnels it’s way into me, and the more I play…
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Quick catch up: TMS. Transcranial Magnetic Stimulation. It’s classified in the “we don’t know how it works, but sometimes it does..” therapy line, but this time I’m doing it at the Treatment Resistant Depression clinic, and they have more scientists than the last place, and it feels much more like something they may actually understand.…
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In a post about a million years ago, I referenced something I call “Depression Porn” – I guess you could just say it would be media that’s triggering. After a productive day of being depressed, I thought I’d find a new movie that sounded interesting. A movie that’s been on my watch list has been…
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I think of the different elements of past jobs and how I valued them. From the mentor back during the dotcom bubble, to the manager who taught me all about how Agile can actually work. My current boss has been nothing but supportive. He’s been clear that he wants to set me up for success,…
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It’s just turning into one big panic attack. Can’t breathe, anxious, worrying. Getting used to days where I don’t eat at all. Left (graduated?) the partial hospitalization program because it’s only 15 days long. I have transitioned into the day program. Tuesday Wednesday Thursdays from 12:30 to 3:00. For like, ever. Seems like a great…
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That’s probably the best way to describe it. The fact that it makes no sense sets the tone. It used to be easy. Wallow in The Hole with my depression. Let anxiety put me in a cage that make me want to freak out. That feeds the depression etc and so forth. They were separate…
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I realized it wasn’t hyperbole when I told my doctor that today was one of the worst days I can remember in years. I think it was the tears welling in my eyes. And I don’t do tears. A month of intensely stressful days at work on a large project that I feel partly responsible…
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