More brain chemistry fun...
Aug. 29th, 2004 09:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mousmeAm feeling the black dog looming up behind me, silent and menacing, its fangs gleaming in the dark.
Shit. It was so much more fun being hypomanic. Then again, I should have seen this coming. I've been chirpy and happy for ten weeks now, with only a blip on the radar now and then. I went overboard last week, so it's about time I came down, right? I was getting into the "crabby" stage of hypomania anyway, when it isn't fun anymore, only unpleasant and scary.
I've felt myself slipping all week, further and further, and now I'm just clinging by my fingernails. I'll be fine at work, with other things to occupy my mind and my time. Left to my own devices, I'll brood.
I've been feeling pretty much alone lately, no matter what I do to remedy it. My friends all seem distant, happily ensconced in their lives that involve long-term planning and moving and creating families and new bonds, and I feel as though I'm stagnating by comparison. Struggling to pay my bills, scraping together change at the end of each week so I can see what friends are left here in Montreal for brunch.
I'm waiting for September 15th. That's my private deadline for how long I'll wait before bringing up the subject of my permanent status at work.
I have to go to bed early tonight.
Shit. It was so much more fun being hypomanic. Then again, I should have seen this coming. I've been chirpy and happy for ten weeks now, with only a blip on the radar now and then. I went overboard last week, so it's about time I came down, right? I was getting into the "crabby" stage of hypomania anyway, when it isn't fun anymore, only unpleasant and scary.
I've felt myself slipping all week, further and further, and now I'm just clinging by my fingernails. I'll be fine at work, with other things to occupy my mind and my time. Left to my own devices, I'll brood.
I've been feeling pretty much alone lately, no matter what I do to remedy it. My friends all seem distant, happily ensconced in their lives that involve long-term planning and moving and creating families and new bonds, and I feel as though I'm stagnating by comparison. Struggling to pay my bills, scraping together change at the end of each week so I can see what friends are left here in Montreal for brunch.
I'm waiting for September 15th. That's my private deadline for how long I'll wait before bringing up the subject of my permanent status at work.
I have to go to bed early tonight.
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Date: 2004-08-29 09:04 pm (UTC)*hugs tightly*
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Date: 2004-08-30 05:45 am (UTC)Take care.
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Date: 2004-08-30 07:52 am (UTC)*hugs*
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Date: 2004-08-30 01:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-30 08:14 pm (UTC)I can at least help with the bills thing. Invoice me for the translation and you will receive a cheque. If you can't e-mail it, just snail mail it to the address on my work website.
::sends luck for the job permanence discussion::
You can get through all of this. Do you have medication that can help since you're starting to feel the onset of the depressive phase?