Very short one this time.
Everybody needs to give themselves a kick up the arse sometimes in order to get themselves into action. But I need to give myself a kick up the arse EVERY DAY. 252 more words
I have quite a high propensity for melancholy. As far as I’m aware I do not choose this melancholy; upsetting thoughts or senses creep up on me and the only thing I have the power to do about it is either ignore such thoughts and senses or succumb to them in some way – and it is all too easy to succumb to my melancholic feelings because I’ve always seemed to be especially emotionally sensitive and tended to… 1,087 more words
Tomorrow it’ll be two months since I started taking fluoxetine. I’m hoping I can catch my psychiatrist on the phone because things aren’t looking good. I’ve been feeling more and more down, and I haven’t been able to do much because I’m always so tired and when weekends come I just sleep. 641 more words
I am trying something new this week. I’ve been on a fairly high dose of fluoxetine, an antidepressant, for many years now. I started taking it at 19 years of age, and while it does a wonderful job of keeping depression under control, it was about that age when my sleepiness started to be a bit more than your usual teenage exhaustion. 1,017 more words