4:07 am and
I am still awake. *sigh*
Things seem
to have taken a turn for me over the past week or so. For the longest time my
OCD was really controlling me. The scrubbing,… the counting,… etc,… It wasn’t
fun but at least my apartment was clean. (yes, you have to look
at the bright side) But now I have done a complete flip and the dreaded Black
Fog has descended. I have been feeling it coming on for a while now and was
doing everything I could to keep it at bay. I made sure I was taking my
medication everyday. I was struggling to stay optimistic and keep on
functioning with my life. But yesterday,… I crashed. And depression has
descended like a dark and heavy blanket. Depression is so much worse than the
OCD/anxiety because you can still some-what function with those. (I may not be
the most normal person around but at least I am getting things done and seeing
my family). Depression on the other hand debilitates you.
Right now I
am having such a difficult time just getting out of bed. And when I do manage
to emerge from my cave I don’t have the motivation or energy to do anything but
collapse in front of the TV. Just having a shower seems a
monumental task. The dishes get left in the sink. The laundry piles up and my
apartment is a mess. I hate it. But I just don’t have it in me right now to
change.
These
different stages I go through are not bipolar. I think this is why for so many
years I was misdiagnosed with bipolar because of the two very different phases
I seem to go in and out of. But with me, I go from OCD/anxiety to full on
depression. (rarely both of these at the same time) I never go into a
full-on high that you would see in Bipolar. And throughout both stages I always
have the social phobia and agoraphobia. It’s very complex and really difficult
to live with.
So what do I
do now? I wait it out. I stay on my medication. And I wait. I’ve been here many
times before and I know it will lift in time. There really isn’t anything else
you can do.
And so
continues my diary of my struggle with mental illness,….