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I don't really use -- or frankly care -- about LJ anymore. but I wanted to share this clip with one person who I can only find through this site. so: hello and goodbye.

are two of the things I am having right now. The emo has returned, which forces me to ask whether the prozac actually is doing anything other than making me weirdly spaced-out occasionally. But it's been a very fun couple of weeks; I went out to Mendocino and then up to Medford with Sarah, then hung out with my brother for a weekend, got a nice ( Read more... )

1) I hadn't realized how . . . debilitating the anxiety-type feelings were until I started the medication. Now I notice them but they don't hobble me; I see the thoughts / feelings from a slight distance, notice them, move on ( Read more... )

Called Paige to see if she wanted to go a-baking today. she did, but I wanted to make crepes, for brunch, so I could, y'know, eat them. She wanted to bake fancy chocolate cake for the folks who did her biopsy. She won, which is cool except I didn't get to eat crepes. OR cake. so we spent 5 hours in the kitchen and I didn't get any food ( Read more... )

I woke up this morning and my mind was wide awake and ready to do things. anything, it didn't care what. this was at about 6:30 in the morning. I tried to move, but my body was having absolutely none of it. that's a pretty new experience for me -- usually all of me wakes up at the same time. This went on until round about 9:30, when brain finally ( Read more... )

One of the things I really like about LJ is that it makes you realize how everyone goes through the exact same shit. It may work out better for some than others, but there are some Basic Contemporary American Experiences that we all encounter ( Read more... )

lessee. I took my first pill at 10:30 am, or thereabouts, and felt slightly woolly / disconnected until about 5:30. I feel completely normal now. It made for an interesting day; I was *very* tired for an hour or two, then *very* chatty, a little dizzy, and way clumsier than normal, which was frustrating and a little painful, since I went for a bike ( Read more... )

So. I don't know that I've talked about this explicitly. Tomorrow will be the first day of my 6-week trial run on Prozac. When I talked to the doctor about it, I remember describing the depression and sounding phony, thinking it's not really that bad, I'm basically over it. But I got the prescription anyway, and I'm glad I did -- last night was ( Read more... )

in our most recent episode:

blah blah, whine whine, no one likes me, i'm not pretty enough, I must be crazy for thinking i'm a neat dude since clearly not many other people think so; and i'm going to die alone.

you know, the usual. just a bad day.

one more day done. that's about all I can say for this one, folks.

sigh.

it may even be Cigarette Time. bleh.