30. Thirty. The big 3-0. I want to mark this time. (peep that pic of me celebrating graduation in late May) If you would have asked 20 year old me … Continue reading Thirty.
In all my time of seeing mental health professionals, I cannot recall any of them simply saying, ” I can help you”. I have had many treatment plans, some successful … Continue reading Unicorns.
I had plans in March when California went to “shelter in place” to reduce my Seroquel. I know I have talked recently before about this issue, but my doctor’s recent refusal to change any medications when they are unable to meet in person baffles me.
Okay, so I wasn’t going to write anything about the pandemic. However, I’m in the middle of a very personal experience with COVID-19. I knew I’d be a little bit … Continue reading Too Close To Home
If you have followed along, you would know that I have had some pretty big gaps in medication management. Whether it be from my own failure to comply, medications that … Continue reading Bringing Color Back.
When it comes to medication, so far talking to my own pharmacy that has its personal delivery service, it is essential to stay on top of your medicine. Now, again, I am just a regular person, but if you can talk to your doctors about 60-day supplies if possible.
Next week I meet with my psychiatrist with a purpose in mind. Finding ways to lower my Seroquel to lower doses in hopes that I can still get sleep, but be able to function better.
Mental illness can be exhausting. I feel that this past two years have been a whirlwind of emotion and change. Both fast and slow at the same time. Depressive episodes … Continue reading Reflecting.
My psychiatrist put in her two weeks notice. It is a difficult pill to swallow, knowing that I have to find yet another doctor. I don’t feel this way with … Continue reading Two Weeks Notice.
Haven’t written in a while. Blame the mental illness. I stopped doing a bit of everything for awhile. I finally moved and have been back in Arizona for a couple … Continue reading New Doctor, New Me.
There are days that I amaze myself at how well I can function. I am up, dressed, and totally on point. Out the door before I am supposed to be, … Continue reading Babbles: What Shoes are on my Feet?
September is Suicide Prevention Awareness month. While it’s great there’s a month dedicated to this, it should be 365-day year awareness. I understand suicide can be a touchy subject especially … Continue reading September is Suicide Prevention Awareness Month