ForgottenAgain
On the rollercoaster of sadness
- Oct 17, 2023
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Last week I was on holiday and we planned several things to do so I wouldn't rot in depression at home. My boyfriend and I deep cleaned the house, went swimming, did some shopping, even went to a spa. I felt more normal, content.
As soon as the last days of holiday started rolling in, I started having stressful nightmares about work. This is the second day of work and I'm back to my usual state of deep sadness.
I feel disappointed at myself. I hardly work and the work I do is crap. I used to be so competent, so fast. More than a year ago that is...
The days feel empty and sad. Nothing came off of the NHS psychiatrist so today I used all my energy to book a private psychiatrist but he's only available in mid July. I don't think I want medication anyway, fuck that, I want to know what the hell is wrong with me. I want to know what those 5 months of hearing and seeing things that aren't there meant! I want to know why I felt my phone could read my mind, that the machines wanted to kill me, that the objects were evil, I want answers!
I lived some awful 5 months of moments of madness, I don't want it to happen again! No one cares about what I went through, the freaking psychiatrists don't make up their mind about what it was that I experienced but they're oh so happy to pump me full of meds!!!
I just want to disappear. Take my head off and throw it down a cliff. I'll never be happy...
As soon as the last days of holiday started rolling in, I started having stressful nightmares about work. This is the second day of work and I'm back to my usual state of deep sadness.
I feel disappointed at myself. I hardly work and the work I do is crap. I used to be so competent, so fast. More than a year ago that is...
The days feel empty and sad. Nothing came off of the NHS psychiatrist so today I used all my energy to book a private psychiatrist but he's only available in mid July. I don't think I want medication anyway, fuck that, I want to know what the hell is wrong with me. I want to know what those 5 months of hearing and seeing things that aren't there meant! I want to know why I felt my phone could read my mind, that the machines wanted to kill me, that the objects were evil, I want answers!
I lived some awful 5 months of moments of madness, I don't want it to happen again! No one cares about what I went through, the freaking psychiatrists don't make up their mind about what it was that I experienced but they're oh so happy to pump me full of meds!!!
I just want to disappear. Take my head off and throw it down a cliff. I'll never be happy...