My Uncomfortable Mind

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     I had thought that after I resigned from my job I would feel great relief.  I was dead wrong.  I am greatly suffering inside my soul, instead.

     This past week. I had a few days where I slept all day and all night.  And then, I had nights where I didn’t sleep at all. 
    I have no appetite, I am eating about 1 meal per day.  On the days where I slept all day and all night, I did not eat anything.  Which is not a good thing for me, as I have Type 2 Diabetes.. I am also having sugar cravings.  There’s nothing like food with real sugar in it, so appreciate it.
    Basically, I am neglecting my physical self.  It’s not intentional.  I am just still shell-shocked from my last job.
    Emotionally, I feel like running away and hiding somewhere, hiding from the world.  I have done some really sad sobbing.  I feel like a failure.  I feel that I can no longer provide as much financially.  I feel like I have no purpose, I feel like I have no identity.

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Hello,

I’m Christine

My name is Christine and I am almost 45 years old. This is my very first blog. I am writing because I feel like I am living in a closet. But I am not gay, I am mentally ill, I have Schizoaffective Disorder. I also have PTSD (Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder). Not many people know this about me. I have been fearful of “coming out”, because, frankly, the human population has not always been kind to people with mental illness. But isn’t it time that we come to accept all of our bothers & sisters, regardless of their differences?

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