Feeds:
Posts
Comments

Posts Tagged ‘PTSD’

The weekend has officially started.  On Fridays I work such a short day because of over-time earlier in the week that I don’t really count it as a weekday.  For example, today I’m going to work 9:30 – 3:30 with 30 minutes for lunch.  Can’t beat that with a stick. 
I have a co-worker in another [...]

Read Full Post »

This was written yesterday…
I have a shit-ton of radical acceptance to practice.  I am having a hard time accepting my current activity level.  I have to walk a lot (I mean A LOT) at work and at the end of the day, my legs hurt, my feet are swollen and aching, and my back is [...]

Read Full Post »

Nothing like a lack of blogging to make one think.  Or not think, for that matter.  I have spent the last month pretending like my new job is not stressing me out.  Part of me thinks that this job can’t possibly be stressful, because that would mean that I am symptomatic.  Well, that’s just not [...]

Read Full Post »

Hallelujah, baby…it’s the weekend!  And I’m not sure where my cell phone is, and that’s ok.  I’m not worried about the stupid things my clients might do, the 2 a.m. crisis calls I might have to field, the irate landlords calling at 6:00 a.m., or the local hospitals blowing up my phone 24/7.  I know [...]

Read Full Post »

I am fairly out of it this morning…keep that in mind as you are reading and wondering if I am drunk. 
Between starting a new job, tapering off Klonopin, and taking care of an unemployed and depressed Dr. Love, I have failed to blog regularly.  I believe my last blog was almost a month [...]

Read Full Post »

After three straight days of minimal sleep, I passed out on the couch last night, watching Medium, that we had DVR’d from earlier in the evening.  DVR is a beautiful thing.  I’m still not used to having a fancy TV or cable, and when I found out that we could set it to automatically record [...]

Read Full Post »

I have been horrible about blogging, so far out of my past routine that it seems as if that time was in a past life.  In a way, it was.  Life is totally different now.  My outlook, my goals, what I know, what I want and don’t want.  There is a clarity to my thoughts [...]

Read Full Post »

I have a lot to say tonight.  So much, that I know I will forget some of it, that I won’t get it down on paper and that thought will be lost until I think it again.  All of these tiny thoughts, big thoughts left in the dark.  Dead, really, until I can find them [...]

Read Full Post »

For the final 118 minutes of today, Saturday, the 27th of December, year of our Lord 2008, I am going to not care about what anyone thinks of me.  I have spent far too much time today consumed by it.  I am also not going to worry about that which I cannot change, which I [...]

Read Full Post »

I’m barely able to keep my eyes open this morning, even though I was a good girl and went to bed at a decent time last night and got about 8 hours of sleep.  I just have energy.  I think it has a lot to do with the cyproheptadine I took last night.  My old [...]

Read Full Post »

Older Posts »