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Entry #31
~ Stages

My mood picks up when Dh gets home.--chatter, chatter, chatter--feel pressure from within to talk. My hormones must be affecting my thyroid because I am actually hot tonight. I'm hoping to sleep well for a change.

Things people don't know about me:

  • I would love to have been talented enough to sing opera or dance ballet.
  • I write poetry.
  • I harbor the fantasy of writing a book some day.
  • Sometimes I feel like the worst mom in the world because I need to put myself first.
  • I think tall men are sexy and I love dark eyes.
  • Eyes are the first thing I notice.
  • I love good science fiction and stories that make one go below the surface.
  • I analyze to death! :-)
  • I have a longing to know the infinite, but feel it is beyond my knowing.
  • I wonder if this is all there is to life--if the end of the universe is so bleak, what's the point? BUT, isn't that the mystery and a great one at that???
  • I'd have a million babies if I didn't have to mother all the children.
  • As much as I hate pregnancy, birth is the penultimate experience--pain and joy all mixed together The glow of the first hours after your baby is born is so, so special--it's a feeling you wish could last forever.
  • I know DH hates the smell of Braunsweiger (liver spread), but I swear Creton smells nastier!!!
  • I could live without sex about half the time, but not the other half.

Some thoughts

I will miss this stage in my life--moving beyond my childbearing age and into my child-rearing age. It has been all too brief. I've not really had time to enjoy C's baby stage or the end of my pregnancy with him. Now I have the depression which, in retrospect, has overshadowed so much of my life. I've done a lot of reading. I may not know all the reasons why I feel the way I do now or all the things that have gotten me here, but the point of therapy, I think, is to move beyond this part and integrate the old me into the new me.

My level of Prozac has been reduced back to 20 mg. It seems to be all I can tolerate. I feel more panicky and suicidal on the higher doses of Prozac. I recently read that one may become more suicidal at the beginning of anti-depressant therapy because the slowness that pervades depression gets better and a person may go ahead and act on her urges. Being in therapy helps with this stage.

Failure???

My head hurts which is probably why I feel so low, but I admitted to DH that sometimes it feels like it would be easier to give up. I'm trying to find the time for myself, pull out my bag of tricks, but I don't know if it's enough. Food has always been a comfort measure, but I don't want to use food that way. AND giving up is failure! I don't want to be a failure at living. I feel like a part of me is stuck in biochemical hell.--IT HAS TO GET BETTER! (no more pink elephant) DH came right out and said, "You don't want to kill yourself because of what it would do to the kids." "You're right and it's failure, " I replied. "It IS failure, so don't do it."

I feel kind of hopeless tonight, but I know it will pass. I am going to get something to eat and drink and read for awhile. DH is flipping channels and it drives me bananas! Tonight, it's irritating beyond words.

School dreams again:

I had one where the teacher assigned a book with all these unfamiliar words. If we/class didn't respond enough in discussions, then we had to take word/definition quizzes. I couldn't even begin to guess what they were or what they meant. It was frustrating. I also had the old dream where I cannot open my locker. When I do, I find that all my stuff is missing. That woke me at 3 am, just like an alarm clock. Guess that means I'm still working on old issues that are unresolved.

Side Effects?

I called Dr. R's office this morning. I am going to stop taking the Reglan. I've been using that for my stomach pain and the diarrhea with the IBS, but I think it's affecting my mood in a negative way. I'll live with the IBS and occasional chest pain if it means I'm not feeling suicidal the other half of the time. According to the health website on Discovery, it's on a list of drugs that can cause depression. I have definitely noticed a difference between the way I feel with Reglan as opposed to no Reglan. It hasn't always affected me in that way.

Ending on a good note:
I'm better enough to know that I want and deserve more than this. I'm bound and determined to get it!

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