The other thing is that I was off of my meds for a couple of days. I curse each and every one of those white pills that crosses my lips, but I really am quite unbearably moody without them. Ask Greg or Michael. They know, as do some of you, I'm sure.
Most of what the damn things do is help me to let go of things that wouldn't/shouldn't bother me for as long as they do. Without them, things that shouldn't be a big deal bother me until they ARE a big deal. With them, I can let things slide off my back much easier. The fact that I do rely on them for that is something that I hate. It makes me feel so broken sometimes, when I think about it.
I try not to think about it, but when you're in the middle of a bout without them, that gets difficult.
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