Introduction

Hi, there. Thanks for visiting. I'm starting this blog as an advocate for mental and physical health. I'm a freelance writer and also own a home based medical transcription business. I was diagnosed in 1978 with paranoid schizophrenia and started to become acutely ill three years prior to that, unmedicated, frightened, confused, and in trouble with the law. I graduated from university with distinction the year I became ill. I've never regretted learning how to think at university. I struggled with my illness for 35 years and have reached the top of the mountain now, I think, or the other side, where the grass is greener and the path easier. There's hope for all of us, the whole human race, and never think there isn't hope or joy no matter your circumstances. I'd love to hear your thoughts and experiences with mental illness in all its forms: depression, brain injury, autism, schizophrenia, bipolar, anxiety disorders, etc. and your positive experiences as well as those lies and half truths society and even therapists would have us believe about ourselves.

We are different folks, and we are beautiful. The whole human race is beautiful. Let's celebrate life.

Monday, January 23, 2012

OCD AND DEPRESSION

Especially in the winter time with dark cold days, I sleep much more and eat more carbs -- although this winter has been better, I think because we've had many more sunny days. However, I don't have as many problems with the mental difficulties come spring and summer.

The OCD isn't obvious to many people but it did result in a lot of problems for me in the past, obsessing about events and people who were for me in the past and should be either given a new life with new motivation, or let go.


I've determined to approach my excellent psychiatrist about these issues, some leading to a lot of anger that comes out sideways so to speak. That's her job, to help me through what led to the legal difficulties I experienced three years ago. She doesn't urge me to talk and I often spend only 10 minutes with her every three weeks, and she doesn't encourage me to talk about anything in particular, so it's up to me, as I prefer it, of course, and perhaps someone knows that. I like to do it my way.

But I need help. And I do want to start a new life with new motivation and no obsessions or delusions, perhaps for the first time to appreciate the past as it was, riddled with dysfunction and inaccuracies but also love.

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