and you can't walk away, no stopping, no escape
Thursday, June 10th, 2010 03:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
erikaGod. I stop writing for a week and it seems like 90 billion different things have happened.
Let me explain. No, there is too much. Let me sum up.
I had severe mood swings all weekend, from normal to suicidally depressed and making plans. Most of it is blacked out of my memory because I was so depressed and I was also taking large doses of Klonopin to try and calm down. My psychiatrist's office took it very seriously when I called them on Monday and set up an emergency psych consult for me over the phone and an emergency therapy appt which I went to yesterday.
Psychiatrist/nurse consult on Monday suggested that therapy might be the best option, but if the mood swings continued, we could try lithium.
Therapy on Wednesday: We talked about my relationship patterns. She made a very good point.
She said, Erika, you keep getting into these relationships where you worry so much about what the other person thinks about you you don't even stop to ask yourself if YOU LIKE THEM.
A hit. A very palpable hit.
Right now, I feel so much better than I did this weekend I feel like birds should be singing around me.
Let me explain. No, there is too much. Let me sum up.
I had severe mood swings all weekend, from normal to suicidally depressed and making plans. Most of it is blacked out of my memory because I was so depressed and I was also taking large doses of Klonopin to try and calm down. My psychiatrist's office took it very seriously when I called them on Monday and set up an emergency psych consult for me over the phone and an emergency therapy appt which I went to yesterday.
Psychiatrist/nurse consult on Monday suggested that therapy might be the best option, but if the mood swings continued, we could try lithium.
Therapy on Wednesday: We talked about my relationship patterns. She made a very good point.
She said, Erika, you keep getting into these relationships where you worry so much about what the other person thinks about you you don't even stop to ask yourself if YOU LIKE THEM.
A hit. A very palpable hit.
Right now, I feel so much better than I did this weekend I feel like birds should be singing around me.
