Let's talk mania. And finances. Last fall, I went full paranoid manic for close to two weeks. With how the world was behaving, no one realized my frothing was anything other than a reaction to everything. I bought end of the world supplies. A lot of end of the world supplies. A wood stove. A … Continue reading Gonna Admit I’m a Failure
I had my appointment with my psychiatrist on Wednesday, and there will be a small med change. First, was getting chewed out again for not contacting her while manic. TO BE FAIR, this time only lasted four or so days, and my husband caught it quickly so I didn't spend too much money or hurt … Continue reading Another Small Manic Swing and Med Change
I don't spend a lot of time talking about my mental illness, which is unfortunate in that it doesn't, I don't know, put a face to the illness as much as I like. But I also don't like singing the same song all the time. It gets old. You get sick of it. I get … Continue reading Let’s Talk Mania
So, there's no photos here because I'm wiped. I woke up today and went straight into a cleaning spree. Washed all the dishes, wiped down counters, put items on counters away. Cleared and wiped down center island which is where I found the source of our Mysterious Smell. That would be rotting onions in a … Continue reading Clean ALL the Things!
UGH. I was doing SO WELL on the meds I was on, fairly stable, rarely swinging full manic and a livable amount of depression. But I made the mistake of mentioning, at my most recent psych appointment, that I was lactating from the Invega. My doctor immediately wanted to know for how long. Four years? … Continue reading Everything Was Stable So Time For New Medications: Let’s Talk About Weight Gain
Normally, my house's cleanliness is directly related to my level of mania or depression. If I'm depressed it looks like it was hit by a tornado. If I'm manic it's picked up at least and dishes done, if not really clean. I don't like cleaning. And the only time I can convince myself to do … Continue reading FlyLady and Cleaning My House
It's no secret that depression often includes a lack of energy and general apathy. My house often reflects this. My husband cleans, but when I'm depressed I can barely dress, cook for myself, and attend work, much less do dishes and laundry. So, while the house isn't impossible, there's only so much my husband can … Continue reading The Biggest Difference Between Mania and Depression Is How Clean My House Is