I woke up today with a gift: a clear mind. It's been a whole week that I've felt like I'm walking back and forth in murky water - not only was it difficult to do the simplest things, but I couldn't see anything around me. I told Joe this morning, "I don't know where I've been this week, but I'm here now."
Depression doesn't mean that I cry all the time - I didn't cry once this last week. Nor does it mean I feel worthless or ugly - I don't. This last week I felt nothing. I had no emotions. I didn't care about anything.
I moved and talked and breathed very slowly, like an old person. I even drove slower than normal! My reflexes were poor. I continually dropped things and knocked things over, and even managed to scrape my face with my wedding ring (how does that happen?)
Joe and I met with a new psychiatrist and she is putting me on some new medication.
For now, I'm just reading my Bible (for the first time in a while) and enjoying the sunny morning and not feeling groggy but restful.
Depression doesn't mean that I cry all the time - I didn't cry once this last week. Nor does it mean I feel worthless or ugly - I don't. This last week I felt nothing. I had no emotions. I didn't care about anything.
I moved and talked and breathed very slowly, like an old person. I even drove slower than normal! My reflexes were poor. I continually dropped things and knocked things over, and even managed to scrape my face with my wedding ring (how does that happen?)
Joe and I met with a new psychiatrist and she is putting me on some new medication.
For now, I'm just reading my Bible (for the first time in a while) and enjoying the sunny morning and not feeling groggy but restful.
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