I don’t know about you, but I am not always reliable with my accounts of things.
I do my best, to the point, that I think I know what I am saying… but, clearly all of us are wrong from time to time, and I’m no exception!
I am sure this happens with symptom reporting too!
Also, I am talking with my doctor more regarding my medication concerns, which is good.
As always, I start with “one day at a time,” and go from there…
How are you at reliability as it pertains to symptom reporting?
BTW Merry Christmas to those who celebrate it.
I’d like to say that all is peachy, but I am writing from the perspective of the “struggle.”
And, I wonder if it will ever just “go away,” knowing full-well that I have life-long issues.
So, why hope? Why care?
Tackling the hope situation…
I am beginning to think hoping is just a waste of time.
So, what then to replace “hope?”
Perhaps, “patience” is a better word.
Okay, I will try and be patient… I have been patient for many years, as it pertains to my illness. So, I can continue with that!
I care. Sometimes a bit too much. But, always with the intention that I want things to be better.
All told… I know that many of my sad feelings are only temporary, but so are a lot of my content ones.
I truly have to take life an hour at a time.
How about you?
And, I worked in some psychology-related jobs while attending college.
However, I remember next to nothing about the subject matter, except I can tell you all about my lived experiences with chronic mental illness.
I do read psych articles most days of the week, and I enjoy doing so!
The majority of my knowledge of psych, again, has to do with my lived experiences with mental health issues.
So, when I write something for the blog, I’d like for you to know that, without a doubt, it is coming from something I, myself, have been through.
Life doesn’t appear easy—for many people—but, I believe life is particularly difficult for people with chronic health conditions.
What are your thoughts on the challenges of people with mental health issues vs. those who seemingly have none?
A metaphor for relationships, which has a definite impact on one’s mental health…
A father once gave his son a book on “How To Forgive.”
A son once gifted his father a book on “How To Say I’m Sorry.”
Though it may not be so easy (or even possible) for some people to make amends, here is a good write-up on the art of saying I’m sorry…
This describes me to a “T.”
I have a number of hobbies and interests.
Sadly, though, much of the time, I don’t have the energy for anything other than surfing the Internet and eating.
What a life I (we) all live!
I’m told that chronic mental illness gets better at around 55.
Now, whether that’s true or not, I don’t know.
I DO know, however, that I spend a lot of time reading articles on entertainment, politics and psychology.
Again, I have other things I like to do, but very little energy to do them.
There’s just not a whole lot I can do about any of this. Oh well, such is life.