I've been pretty good since a young age, at keeping my emotions in check. I've had to be that way, and I've been singled out too many times when I didn't do so. Anger has never really been a problem as I was lucky enough to have inherited my father's patience. My issue has always been sadness, loneliness and worthlessness. So many times guilt comes along with that. I try to hide these feelings away so that I don't have to deal with them but inevitably, they make their way to the top again. Its always bound to happen.
And now I found out after talking to one of my numerous doctors(my psychiatrist) this morning that at least two of my medications (I take 5 different ones regularly, 7 if you count the two I take when the migraines get really bad) are adding to the depression. To tell you the truth, it sounds like just my luck. I keep smacking into brick walls my whole body is metaphorically bruised.
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