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<gently snipped ::The up side is this: I finally asked for help with cleaning my room. ::Actual physical help. I don’t know exactly what day this will start on, ::but it will be within 2 weeks. A schedule needs to be arranged with the ::cleaning service. It’s not going to be cheap, but it will be worth ::every penny. And it will take time – must be done in stages over time. ::That gives me something to look forward to. Relief AND and clean ::bedroom. :: ::Sorry to ramble and rave like this but my head just doesn’t feel like ::it’s firmly attached and I had to broadcast my freakout. ::Love to all ::Deirdre Dear Deirdre, I wish I could come over and give you a great big hug! I want nothing more than for you to experience some peace and happiness in your life. I am so thrilled that you asked for help cleaning your room. That is a huge step in the right direction. That spacey, disengaged feeling may be "derealization/depersonalization". It is a scary feeling but not dangerous. It`s a pretty common anxiety/panic symptom. ~*~Derealization means that things around you become strange, unreal, foggy, or detached from you. Said one patient: II feel I’m in another world. It’s like I know I’m there, but I’m really not. I feel removed from the situation I’m in. I feel like I’m in another dimension-like a hollow or vacuum-outside the situation I’m in. It’s like watching the whole thing from a distance." And anotehr felt "like I was looking at everything through the wrong end of a telescope-it seemed to get more distant and smaller. Sometimes the opposite would happen and everything would feel closer and larger. One day I was going to cross the street and I got this feeling. I felt that if I stepped off the sidewalk, I would sink into a deep abyss andnever make it to the other side of the street, it seemed so far away."~*~ http://www.angelfire.com/ia/starcollector/dereal.html http://www.artsci.co.uk/unreal/ (((((Deirdre))))) Jackie ~*~My greatest fear is there is no such thing as PMS and this is really my personality~*~ — The charter is available at: http://readystump.algebra.com/~asapm
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Hi, Deirdre, I just spent an hour typing this post and my lazy left hand sat on some key too long or god knows what but I lost the whole post. Typical of how I feel. It was probably the ‘control’ key, which is ironic because ‘control’ is the last thing I feel right now.
***Oh no, I have done this also. It’s an awful feeling after you’ve taken so much time to write your thoughts and feelings down the way you want them to come out… I’m quite sure I can’t recreate the post. I’m just going to list some things.
***We understand. Meds: I have enrolled in a Medicare Part D plan, scared to use it, need my Prozac refilled, not sure if I can still use the patient assistance program, never get a human being on the phone just voice mail, I hope my pdoc is back from vacation, if he’s not don’t know how I can get meds, by Wednesday.
***Take the Medicare Part D one step at a time. Many peiople have been scared and flustered by the change. Change tends to worry and scare us but once we adjust it gets as easy as what we were used to. I hope you get the meds refilled before Wednesday so you aren’t worrying over this. For a couple weeks been feeling somewhat spacy, disengaged from what’s going on around me. It isn’t a bad feeling, but I know it’s not ‘normal’. Is abnormal okay if it feels good?
***Do you think it’s anxiety from built up stress? I know you’ve gone through a lot lately and stress is going to come out some way, some how??? My cat has always had only white whiskers. Now suddenly he has two black ones. Does that mean he’s getting old, or sick, or what does it mean? He’s taken to snoring very loudly. Can’t afford a vet right now, maybe it means nothing. Why does this bother me?
***I don’t know much about cats but my daughter’s dog is going to be 3 and has a few gray hairs. It upsets her but we remind her of the life span of a dog. LOL! My dog snores as loud as I do. I really think it’s sinus issues for my dog. Could this be so for your cat? My sleep specialist sent me a letter saying she will no longer bill insurance companies, including Medicare, so I have to find another doc, and that overwhelms me something awful.
***One step at a time. Change is scary but can be done… My brother still hates me, and I’d just as soon he disappear off the planet, except for the fact that Mom would miss him. I meditated about him last night and got absolutely no where. I want to forgive him but it’s so hard. I’d rather kick him down a flight of stairs, but that’s not going to happen.
***Time… It takes time to forgive someone when they’ve hurt you so badly. And more so if you don’t feel they want to resolve the problem(s)… What if it turns out that I am ultimately not fixable? All these years of therapy and meds, and I still feel like crap. What if it’s all a waste of time. I know I know — the "what ifs" are not recommended at best, but honestly — maybe there’s some better way for me. I don’t know what that is.
***I feel this way at times. So many years gone by that I’ve lived with this damn disorder but hey, we are still here. Struggling through each day. Find time to appreciate the little things in life. Be glad your mom is still with you. Work on resolving your medical issues and doctor issues. Say nice things about yourself TO yourself… I want to shave my head. Mom would have a very large cow if I did that, so I won’t. I just hate my hair and all the years of shampoo and other products haven’t made it look like silk. Plus it’s falling out anyway. Along with my teeth.
***Don’t be so hard on yourself, Deirdre. We are all aging and discovering new things everyday that we don’t like. My hair is thinning some also. So I’m trying to find a new way to wear it…haven’t found one yet but STILL looking. Personally, I’d rather shove the top layer into a barrette and scrunch the rest. I really do look hideous. I tried smiling in the mirror this morning and all I could see was fatigue and decay. I was kind of pretty once, for a while. I know it’s not the physical that matters, but it would be nice not to look like a demented sack of potatoes.
***Look into that mirror and say something nice to yourself!!! You are a kind and understanding woman. Give yourself credit for at least that and then start building on complimenting yourself for a shirt you have on, the way your hair might look on a particular day, etc… Oh poor pitiful me — what a stupid post this is.
***We all need a pity party for ourselves once in a while… ((((((DEIRDRE)))))) The up side is this: I finally asked for help with cleaning my room. Actual physical help. I don’t know exactly what day this will start on, but it will be within 2 weeks. A schedule needs to be arranged with the cleaning service. It’s not going to be cheap, but it will be worth every penny. And it will take time – must be done in stages over time. That gives me something to look forward to. Relief AND and clean bedroom.
***Yeah! So glad you took this step. It will be worth every penny and just think of how nice it will look when it’s cleaned and organized… Sorry to ramble and rave like this but my head just doesn’t feel like it’s firmly attached and I had to broadcast my freakout.
***Ramble away whenever you need to ma’am… smiles, Elise Love to all Deirdre — The charter is available at: http://readystump.algebra.com/~asapm
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::I posted this three months ago. Why is it showing up now? Because you have now entered the twilight zone <insert spooky music
Jackie ~*~Time heals all wounds, unless you pick at them~*~ — The charter is available at: http://readystump.algebra.com/~asapm
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I posted this three months ago. Why is it showing up now? — Doug
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Don’t be so hard on yourself Deirdre. Life’s rough enough as it is. Just remember you have good points too. I can think of at least two good things about you right off the top of my head: you’re kind and considerate. If your brother hasn’t asked forgiveness for whatever he’s done (to you?) don’t worry about not forgiving him (especially if he’s still doing it)… — Doug Hi everyone, I just spent an hour typing this post and my lazy left hand sat on some key too long or god knows what but I lost the whole post. Typical of how I feel. It was probably the ‘control’ key, which is ironic because ‘control’ is the last thing I feel right now. I’m quite sure I can’t recreate the post. I’m just going to list some things. Meds: I have enrolled in a Medicare Part D plan, scared to use it, need my Prozac refilled, not sure if I can still use the patient assistance program, never get a human being on the phone just voice mail, I hope my pdoc is back from vacation, if he’s not don’t know how I can get meds, by Wednesday. For a couple weeks been feeling somewhat spacy, disengaged from what’s going on around me. It isn’t a bad feeling, but I know it’s not ‘normal’. Is abnormal okay if it feels good? My cat has always had only white whiskers. Now suddenly he has two black ones. Does that mean he’s getting old, or sick, or what does it mean? He’s taken to snoring very loudly. Can’t afford a vet right now, maybe it means nothing. Why does this bother me? My sleep specialist sent me a letter saying she will no longer bill insurance companies, including Medicare, so I have to find another doc, and that overwhelms me something awful. My brother still hates me, and I’d just as soon he disappear off the planet, except for the fact that Mom would miss him. I meditated about him last night and got absolutely no where. I want to forgive him but it’s so hard. I’d rather kick him down a flight of stairs, but that’s not going to happen. What if it turns out that I am ultimately not fixable? All these years of therapy and meds, and I still feel like crap. What if it’s all a waste of time. I know I know — the "what ifs" are not recommended at best, but honestly — maybe there’s some better way for me. I don’t know what that is. I want to shave my head. Mom would have a very large cow if I did that, so I won’t. I just hate my hair and all the years of shampoo and other products haven’t made it look like silk. Plus it’s falling out anyway. Along with my teeth. I really do look hideous. I tried smiling in the mirror this morning and all I could see was fatigue and decay. I was kind of pretty once, for a while. I know it’s not the physical that matters, but it would be nice not to look like a demented sack of potatoes. Oh poor pitiful me — what a stupid post this is. The up side is this: I finally asked for help with cleaning my room. Actual physical help. I don’t know exactly what day this will start on, but it will be within 2 weeks. A schedule needs to be arranged with the cleaning service. It’s not going to be cheap, but it will be worth every penny. And it will take time – must be done in stages over time. That gives me something to look forward to. Relief AND and clean bedroom. Sorry to ramble and rave like this but my head just doesn’t feel like it’s firmly attached and I had to broadcast my freakout. Love to all Deirdre — The charter is available at: http://readystump.algebra.com/~asapm — The charter is available at: http://readystump.algebra.com/~asapm
– The charter is available at: http://readystump.algebra.com/~asapm
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Hi everyone, I just spent an hour typing this post and my lazy left hand sat on some key too long or god knows what but I lost the whole post. Typical of how I feel. It was probably the ‘control’ key, which is ironic because ‘control’ is the last thing I feel right now. I’m quite sure I can’t recreate the post. I’m just going to list some things. Meds: I have enrolled in a Medicare Part D plan, scared to use it, need my Prozac refilled, not sure if I can still use the patient assistance program, never get a human being on the phone just voice mail, I hope my pdoc is back from vacation, if he’s not don’t know how I can get meds, by Wednesday. For a couple weeks been feeling somewhat spacy, disengaged from what’s going on around me. It isn’t a bad feeling, but I know it’s not ‘normal’. Is abnormal okay if it feels good? My cat has always had only white whiskers. Now suddenly he has two black ones. Does that mean he’s getting old, or sick, or what does it mean? He’s taken to snoring very loudly. Can’t afford a vet right now, maybe it means nothing. Why does this bother me? My sleep specialist sent me a letter saying she will no longer bill insurance companies, including Medicare, so I have to find another doc, and that overwhelms me something awful. My brother still hates me, and I’d just as soon he disappear off the planet, except for the fact that Mom would miss him. I meditated about him last night and got absolutely no where. I want to forgive him but it’s so hard. I’d rather kick him down a flight of stairs, but that’s not going to happen. What if it turns out that I am ultimately not fixable? All these years of therapy and meds, and I still feel like crap. What if it’s all a waste of time. I know I know — the "what ifs" are not recommended at best, but honestly — maybe there’s some better way for me. I don’t know what that is. I want to shave my head. Mom would have a very large cow if I did that, so I won’t. I just hate my hair and all the years of shampoo and other products haven’t made it look like silk. Plus it’s falling out anyway. Along with my teeth. I really do look hideous. I tried smiling in the mirror this morning and all I could see was fatigue and decay. I was kind of pretty once, for a while. I know it’s not the physical that matters, but it would be nice not to look like a demented sack of potatoes. Oh poor pitiful me — what a stupid post this is. The up side is this: I finally asked for help with cleaning my room. Actual physical help. I don’t know exactly what day this will start on, but it will be within 2 weeks. A schedule needs to be arranged with the cleaning service. It’s not going to be cheap, but it will be worth every penny. And it will take time – must be done in stages over time. That gives me something to look forward to. Relief AND and clean bedroom. Sorry to ramble and rave like this but my head just doesn’t feel like it’s firmly attached and I had to broadcast my freakout. Love to all Deirdre — The charter is available at: http://readystump.algebra.com/~asapm
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Hey Deirdre. That sounds pretty horrible. I hope you start feeling more yourself. You know, the best advice for me in one of Jackie’s self-help posts is: "Do things slowly." This has always helped when I’m feeling overwhelmed. Keep sloggin’ on. There may not be a cure, but if you can enjoy the moment, even briefly, you’ll have achieved something that a lot of people can’t even do. Ian — http://sundry.ws/ — The charter is available at: http://readystump.algebra.com/~asapm
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{{{{{Deirdre}}}}} So sorry you’re feeling like this. I have to throw myself a pity party once in a while too, just to survive. :-) I’m so glad someone is going to help you clean your room. I think that will help you feel a little better. Don’t talk about hair. You should see mine. LOL Isn’t it awful when you need to talk to a human being and you get nothing but a recorded voice. I hate that! Better days ahead sweetie. Love, Di xxx
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Hi everyone, I just spent an hour typing this post and my lazy left hand sat on some key too long or god knows what but I lost the whole post. Typical of how I feel. It was probably the ‘control’ key, which is ironic because ‘control’ is the last thing I feel right now. I’m quite sure I can’t recreate the post. I’m just going to list some things. Meds: I have enrolled in a Medicare Part D plan, scared to use it, need my Prozac refilled, not sure if I can still use the patient assistance program, never get a human being on the phone just voice mail, I hope my pdoc is back from vacation, if he’s not don’t know how I can get meds, by Wednesday. For a couple weeks been feeling somewhat spacy, disengaged from what’s going on around me. It isn’t a bad feeling, but I know it’s not ‘normal’. Is abnormal okay if it feels good? My cat has always had only white whiskers. Now suddenly he has two black ones. Does that mean he’s getting old, or sick, or what does it mean? He’s taken to snoring very loudly. Can’t afford a vet right now, maybe it means nothing. Why does this bother me? My sleep specialist sent me a letter saying she will no longer bill insurance companies, including Medicare, so I have to find another doc, and that overwhelms me something awful. My brother still hates me, and I’d just as soon he disappear off the planet, except for the fact that Mom would miss him. I meditated about him last night and got absolutely no where. I want to forgive him but it’s so hard. I’d rather kick him down a flight of stairs, but that’s not going to happen. What if it turns out that I am ultimately not fixable? All these years of therapy and meds, and I still feel like crap. What if it’s all a waste of time. I know I know — the "what ifs" are not recommended at best, but honestly — maybe there’s some better way for me. I don’t know what that is. I want to shave my head. Mom would have a very large cow if I did that, so I won’t. I just hate my hair and all the years of shampoo and other products haven’t made it look like silk. Plus it’s falling out anyway. Along with my teeth. I really do look hideous. I tried smiling in the mirror this morning and all I could see was fatigue and decay. I was kind of pretty once, for a while. I know it’s not the physical that matters, but it would be nice not to look like a demented sack of potatoes. Oh poor pitiful me — what a stupid post this is. The up side is this: I finally asked for help with cleaning my room. Actual physical help. I don’t know exactly what day this will start on, but it will be within 2 weeks. A schedule needs to be arranged with the cleaning service. It’s not going to be cheap, but it will be worth every penny. And it will take time – must be done in stages over time. That gives me something to look forward to. Relief AND and clean bedroom. Sorry to ramble and rave like this but my head just doesn’t feel like it’s firmly attached and I had to broadcast my freakout. Love to all Deirdre
– The charter is available at: http://readystump.algebra.com/~asapm
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– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Hi everyone, I just spent an hour typing this post and my lazy left hand sat on some key too long or god knows what but I lost the whole post. Typical of how I feel. It was probably the ‘control’ key, which is ironic because ‘control’ is the last thing I feel right now. I’m quite sure I can’t recreate the post. I’m just going to list some things. Meds: I have enrolled in a Medicare Part D plan, scared to use it, need my Prozac refilled, not sure if I can still use the patient assistance program, never get a human being on the phone just voice mail, I hope my pdoc is back from vacation, if he’s not don’t know how I can get meds, by Wednesday. For a couple weeks been feeling somewhat spacy, disengaged from what’s going on around me. It isn’t a bad feeling, but I know it’s not ‘normal’. Is abnormal okay if it feels good? My cat has always had only white whiskers. Now suddenly he has two black ones. Does that mean he’s getting old, or sick, or what does it mean? He’s taken to snoring very loudly. Can’t afford a vet right now, maybe it means nothing. Why does this bother me? My sleep specialist sent me a letter saying she will no longer bill insurance companies, including Medicare, so I have to find another doc, and that overwhelms me something awful. My brother still hates me, and I’d just as soon he disappear off the planet, except for the fact that Mom would miss him. I meditated about him last night and got absolutely no where. I want to forgive him but it’s so hard. I’d rather kick him down a flight of stairs, but that’s not going to happen. What if it turns out that I am ultimately not fixable? All these years of therapy and meds, and I still feel like crap. What if it’s all a waste of time. I know I know — the "what ifs" are not recommended at best, but honestly — maybe there’s some better way for me. I don’t know what that is. I want to shave my head. Mom would have a very large cow if I did that, so I won’t. I just hate my hair and all the years of shampoo and other products haven’t made it look like silk. Plus it’s falling out anyway. Along with my teeth. I really do look hideous. I tried smiling in the mirror this morning and all I could see was fatigue and decay. I was kind of pretty once, for a while. I know it’s not the physical that matters, but it would be nice not to look like a demented sack of potatoes. Oh poor pitiful me — what a stupid post this is. The up side is this: I finally asked for help with cleaning my room. Actual physical help. I don’t know exactly what day this will start on, but it will be within 2 weeks. A schedule needs to be arranged with the cleaning service. It’s not going to be cheap, but it will be worth every penny. And it will take time – must be done in stages over time. That gives me something to look forward to. Relief AND and clean bedroom. Sorry to ramble and rave like this but my head just doesn’t feel like it’s firmly attached and I had to broadcast my freakout. Love to all Deirdre
Sorry that you’re freaking out Deirdre. You are not alone. This isn’t a stupid post. Sometimes, you just have to "let it all hang out!" ((((((((((Deirdre)))))))))))) — Ron P I’m an EXPERT….a has-been under pressure<;-) — The charter is available at: http://readystump.algebra.com/~asapm
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Hi Deidre, Don’t you just hare it when you delete everything but you have still managed to rewrite. Come to think of it a RL delete key could be useful.
You have much on your plate but you are taking steps to manage. One thing at a time works for me right now. Aging is not fun. Many $$$ are spent on products to try to reverse it. One step at a time. Meryl – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Hi everyone, I just spent an hour typing this post and my lazy left hand sat on some key too long or god knows what but I lost the whole post. Typical of how I feel. It was probably the ‘control’ key, which is ironic because ‘control’ is the last thing I feel right now. I’m quite sure I can’t recreate the post. I’m just going to list some things. Meds: I have enrolled in a Medicare Part D plan, scared to use it, need my Prozac refilled, not sure if I can still use the patient assistance program, never get a human being on the phone just voice mail, I hope my pdoc is back from vacation, if he’s not don’t know how I can get meds, by Wednesday. For a couple weeks been feeling somewhat spacy, disengaged from what’s going on around me. It isn’t a bad feeling, but I know it’s not ‘normal’. Is abnormal okay if it feels good? My cat has always had only white whiskers. Now suddenly he has two black ones. Does that mean he’s getting old, or sick, or what does it mean? He’s taken to snoring very loudly. Can’t afford a vet right now, maybe it means nothing. Why does this bother me? My sleep specialist sent me a letter saying she will no longer bill insurance companies, including Medicare, so I have to find another doc, and that overwhelms me something awful. My brother still hates me, and I’d just as soon he disappear off the planet, except for the fact that Mom would miss him. I meditated about him last night and got absolutely no where. I want to forgive him but it’s so hard. I’d rather kick him down a flight of stairs, but that’s not going to happen. What if it turns out that I am ultimately not fixable? All these years of therapy and meds, and I still feel like crap. What if it’s all a waste of time. I know I know — the "what ifs" are not recommended at best, but honestly — maybe there’s some better way for me. I don’t know what that is. I want to shave my head. Mom would have a very large cow if I did that, so I won’t. I just hate my hair and all the years of shampoo and other products haven’t made it look like silk. Plus it’s falling out anyway. Along with my teeth. I really do look hideous. I tried smiling in the mirror this morning and all I could see was fatigue and decay. I was kind of pretty once, for a while. I know it’s not the physical that matters, but it would be nice not to look like a demented sack of potatoes. Oh poor pitiful me — what a stupid post this is. The up side is this: I finally asked for help with cleaning my room. Actual physical help. I don’t know exactly what day this will start on, but it will be within 2 weeks. A schedule needs to be arranged with the cleaning service. It’s not going to be cheap, but it will be worth every penny. And it will take time – must be done in stages over time. That gives me something to look forward to. Relief AND and clean bedroom. Sorry to ramble and rave like this but my head just doesn’t feel like it’s firmly attached and I had to broadcast my freakout. Love to all Deirdre — The charter is available at: http://readystump.algebra.com/~asapm
– The charter is available at: http://readystump.algebra.com/~asapm
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Hi, Doug, Some others said that the other day they received older posts also. I didn’t, but then who knows when you’re on the net… smiles, Elise
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – I posted this three months ago. Why is it showing up now? — Doug Don’t be so hard on yourself Deirdre. Life’s rough enough as it is. Just remember you have good points too. I can think of at least two good things about you right off the top of my head: you’re kind and considerate. If your brother hasn’t asked forgiveness for whatever he’s done (to you?) don’t worry about not forgiving him (especially if he’s still doing it)… — Doug Hi everyone, I just spent an hour typing this post and my lazy left hand sat on some key too long or god knows what but I lost the whole post. Typical of how I feel. It was probably the ‘control’ key, which is ironic because ‘control’ is the last thing I feel right now. I’m quite sure I can’t recreate the post. I’m just going to list some things. Meds: I have enrolled in a Medicare Part D plan, scared to use it, need my Prozac refilled, not sure if I can still use the patient assistance program, never get a human being on the phone just voice mail, I hope my pdoc is back from vacation, if he’s not don’t know how I can get meds, by Wednesday. For a couple weeks been feeling somewhat spacy, disengaged from what’s going on around me. It isn’t a bad feeling, but I know it’s not ‘normal’. Is abnormal okay if it feels good? My cat has always had only white whiskers. Now suddenly he has two black ones. Does that mean he’s getting old, or sick, or what does it mean? He’s taken to snoring very loudly. Can’t afford a vet right now, maybe it means nothing. Why does this bother me? My sleep specialist sent me a letter saying she will no longer bill insurance companies, including Medicare, so I have to find another doc, and that overwhelms me something awful. My brother still hates me, and I’d just as soon he disappear off the planet, except for the fact that Mom would miss him. I meditated about him last night and got absolutely no where. I want to forgive him but it’s so hard. I’d rather kick him down a flight of stairs, but that’s not going to happen. What if it turns out that I am ultimately not fixable? All these years of therapy and meds, and I still feel like crap. What if it’s all a waste of time. I know I know — the "what ifs" are not recommended at best, but honestly — maybe there’s some better way for me. I don’t know what that is. I want to shave my head. Mom would have a very large cow if I did that, so I won’t. I just hate my hair and all the years of shampoo and other products haven’t made it look like silk. Plus it’s falling out anyway. Along with my teeth. I really do look hideous. I tried smiling in the mirror this morning and all I could see was fatigue and decay. I was kind of pretty once, for a while. I know it’s not the physical that matters, but it would be nice not to look like a demented sack of potatoes. Oh poor pitiful me — what a stupid post this is. The up side is this: I finally asked for help with cleaning my room. Actual physical help. I don’t know exactly what day this will start on, but it will be within 2 weeks. A schedule needs to be arranged with the cleaning service. It’s not going to be cheap, but it will be worth every penny. And it will take time – must be done in stages over time. That gives me something to look forward to. Relief AND and clean bedroom. Sorry to ramble and rave like this but my head just doesn’t feel like it’s firmly attached and I had to broadcast my freakout. Love to all Deirdre — The charter is available at: http://readystump.algebra.com/~asapm — The charter is available at: http://readystump.algebra.com/~asapm — The charter is available at: http://readystump.algebra.com/~asapm
– The charter is available at: http://readystump.algebra.com/~asapm
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Don’t be so hard on yourself Deirdre. Life’s rough enough as it is. Just remember you have good points too. I can think of at least two good things about you right off the top of my head: you’re kind and considerate. If your brother hasn’t asked forgiveness for whatever he’s done (to you?) don’t worry about not forgiving him (especially if he’s still doing it)… — Doug
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Hi everyone, I just spent an hour typing this post and my lazy left hand sat on some key too long or god knows what but I lost the whole post. Typical of how I feel. It was probably the ‘control’ key, which is ironic because ‘control’ is the last thing I feel right now. I’m quite sure I can’t recreate the post. I’m just going to list some things. Meds: I have enrolled in a Medicare Part D plan, scared to use it, need my Prozac refilled, not sure if I can still use the patient assistance program, never get a human being on the phone just voice mail, I hope my pdoc is back from vacation, if he’s not don’t know how I can get meds, by Wednesday. For a couple weeks been feeling somewhat spacy, disengaged from what’s going on around me. It isn’t a bad feeling, but I know it’s not ‘normal’. Is abnormal okay if it feels good? My cat has always had only white whiskers. Now suddenly he has two black ones. Does that mean he’s getting old, or sick, or what does it mean? He’s taken to snoring very loudly. Can’t afford a vet right now, maybe it means nothing. Why does this bother me? My sleep specialist sent me a letter saying she will no longer bill insurance companies, including Medicare, so I have to find another doc, and that overwhelms me something awful. My brother still hates me, and I’d just as soon he disappear off the planet, except for the fact that Mom would miss him. I meditated about him last night and got absolutely no where. I want to forgive him but it’s so hard. I’d rather kick him down a flight of stairs, but that’s not going to happen. What if it turns out that I am ultimately not fixable? All these years of therapy and meds, and I still feel like crap. What if it’s all a waste of time. I know I know — the "what ifs" are not recommended at best, but honestly — maybe there’s some better way for me. I don’t know what that is. I want to shave my head. Mom would have a very large cow if I did that, so I won’t. I just hate my hair and all the years of shampoo and other products haven’t made it look like silk. Plus it’s falling out anyway. Along with my teeth. I really do look hideous. I tried smiling in the mirror this morning and all I could see was fatigue and decay. I was kind of pretty once, for a while. I know it’s not the physical that matters, but it would be nice not to look like a demented sack of potatoes. Oh poor pitiful me — what a stupid post this is. The up side is this: I finally asked for help with cleaning my room. Actual physical help. I don’t know exactly what day this will start on, but it will be within 2 weeks. A schedule needs to be arranged with the cleaning service. It’s not going to be cheap, but it will be worth every penny. And it will take time – must be done in stages over time. That gives me something to look forward to. Relief AND and clean bedroom. Sorry to ramble and rave like this but my head just doesn’t feel like it’s firmly attached and I had to broadcast my freakout. Love to all Deirdre — The charter is available at: http://readystump.algebra.com/~asapm
– The charter is available at: http://readystump.algebra.com/~asapm
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I love you people. I honestly don’t know what I’d do without you. Deirdre — The charter is available at: http://readystump.algebra.com/~asapm
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(((hi you))) Your honesty is one of the most beautiful things about you. One of them. I wish I could let it out like you do, and I sometimes do, but only a select few because of fear of rejection ( a trait in myself that I fight constantly). You actually have made me reconsider my fear of rejection. Seems to me, the more honest YOU are, the more we love you (all of us, Deirdre, not just me.) And if I decide to unload like this, everybody better look out, because I have some major issues that even freak out my therapist. I can’t say anything to you that I haven’t already said in email about a billion times by now. The whiskers thing. I’ll surf and find out. I’m not alarmed by that. More like intrigued. It doesn’t sound like an "illness" sounds more like some gene that’s just been waiting to surface after all these years. Sorta like the fact that I never looked anything like my mother until about age 43, and now I do. I’ll check out the whiskers best I can. The part D thing.. why not call a pharmacy? Have you ever looked into those drive thru pharmacies I told you about? I can tell you this.. I’d rather pay a LITTLE (not a lot you know how "economical" I am) and go through a drive through than go to a place like YOU do to pick up meds for free. You better believe I would. Hell yes. There are positives and negatives to EVERYTHING in life. And I do think that’s a positive.. to not have to go to that clinic to pick up your meds. Let your fingers do the walking, you go nowhere, and I know you’re not phone phobic. So call some pharmacies, see what happens. They are dealing with this stuff even more than we are. Deirdre.. one thing you can’t tell yourself. You can’t tell yourself that nobody cares about you or loves you. You know how I feel about the other stuff you talked about. And let it out, girl. It’s good to let it out. I may try that one of these days. OH boy. I’m honest.. but you’re brutally honest..and it’s so refreshing and so beautiful. I still want to know what credentials your brother has that makes him the ultimate authority and CAPABLE to judge anyone, including you. I want some sort of certificate or a badge or something that he got that makes him you judge and jury. He must have one lying around somewhere.. I would like to see it. And I want to meet him, because he’s apparently one powerful person, and he’s perfect, too. He doesn’t have struggles, and I guess he must be perfect in every way. He’s especially good at treating you well. I hope he reads this. And if he does.. I hope he emails me. I would like to discuss this with him and leave you out of it. You know how I feel, and you know I’m here for you always. And be glad you and I disagree about YOU. If I felt like you do about you, boy would I run, LOL. Yes I would run so fast. Love you, Sally – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Hi everyone, I just spent an hour typing this post and my lazy left hand sat on some key too long or god knows what but I lost the whole post. Typical of how I feel. It was probably the ‘control’ key, which is ironic because ‘control’ is the last thing I feel right now. I’m quite sure I can’t recreate the post. I’m just going to list some things. Meds: I have enrolled in a Medicare Part D plan, scared to use it, need my Prozac refilled, not sure if I can still use the patient assistance program, never get a human being on the phone just voice mail, I hope my pdoc is back from vacation, if he’s not don’t know how I can get meds, by Wednesday. For a couple weeks been feeling somewhat spacy, disengaged from what’s going on around me. It isn’t a bad feeling, but I know it’s not ‘normal’. Is abnormal okay if it feels good? My cat has always had only white whiskers. Now suddenly he has two black ones. Does that mean he’s getting old, or sick, or what does it mean? He’s taken to snoring very loudly. Can’t afford a vet right now, maybe it means nothing. Why does this bother me? My sleep specialist sent me a letter saying she will no longer bill insurance companies, including Medicare, so I have to find another doc, and that overwhelms me something awful. My brother still hates me, and I’d just as soon he disappear off the planet, except for the fact that Mom would miss him. I meditated about him last night and got absolutely no where. I want to forgive him but it’s so hard. I’d rather kick him down a flight of stairs, but that’s not going to happen. What if it turns out that I am ultimately not fixable? All these years of therapy and meds, and I still feel like crap. What if it’s all a waste of time. I know I know — the "what ifs" are not recommended at best, but honestly — maybe there’s some better way for me. I don’t know what that is. I want to shave my head. Mom would have a very large cow if I did that, so I won’t. I just hate my hair and all the years of shampoo and other products haven’t made it look like silk. Plus it’s falling out anyway. Along with my teeth. I really do look hideous. I tried smiling in the mirror this morning and all I could see was fatigue and decay. I was kind of pretty once, for a while. I know it’s not the physical that matters, but it would be nice not to look like a demented sack of potatoes. Oh poor pitiful me — what a stupid post this is. The up side is this: I finally asked for help with cleaning my room. Actual physical help. I don’t know exactly what day this will start on, but it will be within 2 weeks. A schedule needs to be arranged with the cleaning service. It’s not going to be cheap, but it will be worth every penny. And it will take time – must be done in stages over time. That gives me something to look forward to. Relief AND and clean bedroom. Sorry to ramble and rave like this but my head just doesn’t feel like it’s firmly attached and I had to broadcast my freakout. Love to all Deirdre — The charter is available at: http://readystump.algebra.com/~asapm
– The charter is available at: http://readystump.algebra.com/~asapm
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