| chickgonebad ( @ 2008-09-20 15:23:00 |
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I just saw a very articulate description of my depression. "Depression is not the lone effect of missing a dose of Cymbalta, it seems more like a psychosis, an irrational state that feels and seems rational. That is to say that horrible things seem to make sense. It is a very bad place to be." Trouble is, now I'm like this even WITH the damn Cymbalta.
I did get up and get dressed. I even walked to the store to buy some basic necessities. I've even eaten... of course, eating is usually a problem in the other direction for me. I tend either to binge eat or to starve when the depression gets too bad.
I have valid reasons for being depressed, like the fact that I think my marriage has crumbled under my feet. I'm too easygoing, too accommodating... I'm an enabler, I guess, and I've sort of enabled my way out of being important... to anyone who actually lives with me.
I've spent a lot of time crying for the past couple of weeks.
Even nice things that people do for me make me sad.
I see the shrink next month.