Hi, guys!
My vacation is over, and with it, my mental health has abruptly collapsed. Yesterday, my head suddenly snapped, and it was so abrupt and sudden that I was in deep shock.
I should be used to it by now, but I still can't get used to being so periodically blown away. But that's the essence of my disorder; that's how it works, and it's unlikely to ever change. I have to learn to live with it, even though it's difficult. The worst part isn't that it's difficult for me; it's that it's difficult for my husband.
But somehow we'll navigate these situations together; somehow we'll figure it out. Ultimately, the diagnosis will never go away; it's a long and tedious thing for me to live with, so I need to keep learning to live with it; there's no other way. So tomorrow we'll just keep going, and on Wednesday we'll see a psychiatrist, continuing to try to do something about my condition.
I hope we can fix this quickly, because I can't afford to be fired right now; I need to keep working. One way or another, everything has to go on, and I also need to get back to writing. I already attended a helpful lecture today, and tomorrow I need to put it into practice. Also, I'm going to a tune-up tomorrow, so I need to shoot a video.
So we're trying to stay afloat, because it's absolutely necessary. One way or another, we need to hold on, because it's necessary. If I can't hold myself back, no one else can.
Yesterday I ordered a mental health journal for myself—I'll start keeping it. Maybe it'll help a little.
Have a great day, everyone!
