I’m typing this on my phone in the wee hours, so please forgive any typos or formatting issues. I might go back later and fix them. I might not.
2019 has been a clusterfuck. For lots of reasons. I might go into them another time. The end result is that I’m in a fairly deep bout of depression. At any given moment I’m 15 second away from tears. The tiniest thing can set me off.
So I took myself off to see a new psychologist, she seems to think the answer is self care. The problem is I don’t really know what self care looks like for me. It’s definitely not baths. I don’t mind a scented candle, but surely that’ll get boring very quickly? I’m thinking maybe it could be resurrecting this here blog? It helped me through some shit before, maybe it can again?
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