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going back on meds. I think. My doctor wants me to be on the meds for at least a year. A year is a long time. i think i need help. I talking about it isn't really helping now. I am breathing far calmness, going to sleep with relaxtion music. cut out all but chocolate and tea for sources of caffine. i am using affermations like "I am safe at work" I am respected by my co-workers" "I am Happy" "I am so blessed". Zanex for now, maybe an anti-depressant soon. Sigh, I hate this. I hate how many people tell me just stop being so negitive, you have an additude problem, and they seem frustrated with me for being this way. I am scared of the worl and trust no one. It comes in waves, cause when I have things under control I can be normal. but what ever little thing sets me off bamb the world is not safe again and i become a defensive monster. I force myself to smile to try and get some change. but i still sound harsh, things I am saying come out mean some how i do not feel mean, or bad about who I am talking to but I can see I am being mean by the way they react. I do not have any friends at work now, I have burnt all my bridges with out knowing it. But i have to work, sick in the head or not. no one wants to be around me. I am not sure If I was less aware of how I affected others or if things are just that much worse this time. I am the only one who can change this, I do not think I am a victim. I just can't seem to get this under control.
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