My asthma is bothering me again and that leaves me short of breath during easy activities, physically uncomfortable, frustrated and a little scared, but I do not feel deeply depressed like I often do when I am physically ill. Which is a really good thing, it’ll make battling asthma easier.
I was able to shower and get dressed this morning with relative ease, so I decided to keep my appointment with my Therapist and my appointment with my Psychiatrist and dragged my body into Boston this morning. It was not easy, it was raining and I was not feeling too great physically.
But it was worth the trip. My Psychiatrist seems to think that I am on the right track with medications, since she changed them 3 months ago. We plan on cutting down and eventually eliminating one of my antipsychotics, so that I will only be taking 4 psychiatric meds. That will mean 1 med. for depression, 1 med. for anxiety and 2 antipsychotic medications. Mentally and emotionally, I am in a better place. I do not feel depressed all the time, anxious all the time and scared all the time like I used to feel. A lot of people in my life do not realize what I battled every day.
Then I saw my therapist who said I seemed to be doing very well. She said that I was making new friends, and engaging in new activities like cooking and blogging. She said that I was no longer isolating, that I’d made a lot of strides and eliminated toxic people from my life. She said that I had really battled my depression, that I was now on the other side of it. I told her that right now, at this point in my life, I feel better than I’ve ever felt in my whole life. I just hope it stays this way for awhile, mental illness has a way of sneaking up on you and life is full of traumas.
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