Tag: depression

Seeking, Finding, and Embracing Gratitude within the Chaotic Mess…

Seeking, Finding, and Embracing Gratitude within the Chaotic Mess…

I wish I could lead a medically drama-free life. I wish I were not ill. I wish I were not in pain all the time. I wish my fragile mental health would allow me to process things like pain, disability, adversity, and inaccessibility without crippling 

Good Things are on the Horizon…

Good Things are on the Horizon…

So, I guess I should start by saying “silence is golden?” *insert my sheepish grin here* I am so sorry for the radio silence on here – I am absolutely mortified that my last blog post was in January, that’s just bonkers! In my feeble 

When Did I Shower Last?

When Did I Shower Last?

Seriously. I asked myself this question as I finally stepped into the shower this morning. I tend to only shower about twice a week (sometimes, only once). I know that sounds gross, but I do little sink baths in between when I can, and I 

If not A, then B, or C, or D will Screw Me Over…

If not A, then B, or C, or D will Screw Me Over…

I put my wheelchair on the charger nightly. I was told to do that by the people from the mobility company. I got this wheelchair brand new (thanks to my insurance paying most of it, and the mobility company approving a hardship application for me 

Weird Mental Space… Surrounded by Beauty

Weird Mental Space… Surrounded by Beauty

So, I am still in a massive panic over my financial crisis… I’m doing my best to hold it together, but the panic and depression demons keep kicking my arse and rendering me incapable of doing anything. Also, as of today, I also have exactly 

Conundrums…

Conundrums…

The problem with being on a special diet like the Wahls Protocol (necessary to manage my autoimmune health) is that the majority of one’s groceries are perishable. Most of it is fresh produce – meaning that one can fill up one’s refrigerator with all of 

Today, I am Numb…

Today, I am Numb…

I do have many days like this one. Days where I’ve had loads of anxiety/panic-filled days in a row, and my depression ramps up, and I just feel… “numb”. The only way I know to describe it is that I feel like I am not… 

It’s A Bad Day…

It’s A Bad Day…

I am really struggling to get my panic under control. My doctor has prescribed medication but it carries a serious drug interaction risk with my lupus medication. As I am hearing impaired, I use their portal to contact them, but… no one has responded back 

Food Is My Medicine (Mostly…)

Food Is My Medicine (Mostly…)

Back in late March, I began a sort of “experiment” with my body. After years of being very, VERY ill… I went on a super strict nutrition protocol for people with autoimmune diseases. My goal was to (hopefully) reduce inflammation, better control pain, lessen the