I have been, incredibly irritable for the last two weeks. Every time my wonderful husband tries to talk to me, I want to scream : “Shut The Fuck Up! Leave Me The Hell Alone!!”. Even his asking me if I want a cup of coffee, in the morning,, is causing me to feel hostile.
As time goes on, I realize, that I have a nasty cold virus. I am battling it, as best that I can, but still, I feel miserably ill. My sinuses are leaking like crazy. My chest is uncomfortable. I could use some cough syrup, with codeine in it.
It seems that every time I become physically ill, I become mentally ill. Usually, I feel deep depression, and horrible anxiety, when I am physically ill.
It makes sense. My body, can only handle so much, before it breaks down. But still I feel frustated, aggravated, basically, a mess.
It is hard to explain this, to my friends. For most of my friends, Nyquil, will save them from their colds. For me…I worry about my life. Like, can I survive this?
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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