Comments on: Call me crazy, but this just doesn’t make me feel better http://www.dishesaredirty.com/2007/02/22/call-me-crazy-but-this-just-doesnt-make-me-feel-better/#utm_source=feed&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=feed and other negelected things Tue, 20 Oct 2009 02:23:49 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.2.1 By: Stardust http://www.dishesaredirty.com/2007/02/22/call-me-crazy-but-this-just-doesnt-make-me-feel-better/comment-page-1/#comment-225 Stardust Fri, 23 Feb 2007 03:54:00 +0000 http://dishesaredirty.com/?p=230#comment-225 I struggled with depression the worst in the early 1990s. I also laid awake at night worrying about every little thing. I was on Celexa for about 4 years, and that started making me "emotionless." I was on and off of medication for years, but now I have not taken anything for awhile specifically for depression. I am on beta blockers for a heart irregularity, and at the same time it keeps the anxiety in check! Unfortunately I can't have any booze. :-( I really get a craving for a Bloody Mary sometimes. <br/><br/>I am going to be 53 this year. I think about my funeral TOO OFTEN. I can't help thinking "if I live to average lifespan, I have about 22 years left." How much time do I really have and do I have enough time to do anything really significant? I could have 40 more years, or 4. No one knows. Looking back may be pointless. If we look too far into the future, we miss out on today...the here and now. So, I try to live by this little saying by Grouch Marx - <br/><br/>""I, not events, have the power to make me happy or unhappy today. I can choose which it shall be. Yesterday is dead, tomorrow hasn't arrived yet. I have just one day, today, and I'm going to be happy in it."<br/><br/>A little booze and/or medication makes that a little bit easier to believe. :-) I struggled with depression the worst in the early 1990s. I also laid awake at night worrying about every little thing. I was on Celexa for about 4 years, and that started making me “emotionless.” I was on and off of medication for years, but now I have not taken anything for awhile specifically for depression. I am on beta blockers for a heart irregularity, and at the same time it keeps the anxiety in check! Unfortunately I can’t have any booze. :-( I really get a craving for a Bloody Mary sometimes.

I am going to be 53 this year. I think about my funeral TOO OFTEN. I can’t help thinking “if I live to average lifespan, I have about 22 years left.” How much time do I really have and do I have enough time to do anything really significant? I could have 40 more years, or 4. No one knows. Looking back may be pointless. If we look too far into the future, we miss out on today…the here and now. So, I try to live by this little saying by Grouch Marx –

“”I, not events, have the power to make me happy or unhappy today. I can choose which it shall be. Yesterday is dead, tomorrow hasn’t arrived yet. I have just one day, today, and I’m going to be happy in it.”

A little booze and/or medication makes that a little bit easier to believe. :-)

]]> By: Girl on the Verge http://www.dishesaredirty.com/2007/02/22/call-me-crazy-but-this-just-doesnt-make-me-feel-better/comment-page-1/#comment-224 Girl on the Verge Fri, 23 Feb 2007 00:20:00 +0000 http://dishesaredirty.com/?p=230#comment-224 you've become a daily read for me. You freaking cracked me up with the "that's what I use alcohol for, people" line. I love the rawness of your posts and the fact that you're proof that maybe I can have children while struggling with the deep dark hole of depression. Oddly I often imagine my own funeral (perhaps an 80's prom theme with a backdrop behind my casket that people can pose next to me for a photo and some sort of drinking game that involves shots off the casket everytime someone says something cliche like "she's in a better place"). you’ve become a daily read for me. You freaking cracked me up with the “that’s what I use alcohol for, people” line. I love the rawness of your posts and the fact that you’re proof that maybe I can have children while struggling with the deep dark hole of depression. Oddly I often imagine my own funeral (perhaps an 80′s prom theme with a backdrop behind my casket that people can pose next to me for a photo and some sort of drinking game that involves shots off the casket everytime someone says something cliche like “she’s in a better place”).

]]> By: Apricot http://www.dishesaredirty.com/2007/02/22/call-me-crazy-but-this-just-doesnt-make-me-feel-better/comment-page-1/#comment-223 Apricot Thu, 22 Feb 2007 21:07:00 +0000 http://dishesaredirty.com/?p=230#comment-223 Definitely macabre for the medicated and un-medicated alike! <br/><br/>"Don't sweat the small stuff, but turn up the heat on the big stuff already." Sheesh. Definitely macabre for the medicated and un-medicated alike!

“Don’t sweat the small stuff, but turn up the heat on the big stuff already.” Sheesh.

]]> By: Schlarg http://www.dishesaredirty.com/2007/02/22/call-me-crazy-but-this-just-doesnt-make-me-feel-better/comment-page-1/#comment-222 Schlarg Thu, 22 Feb 2007 21:06:00 +0000 http://dishesaredirty.com/?p=230#comment-222 Ok, I just started blogging today and while poking around Blogspot sent me here randomly. Love your page. Ok, I just started blogging today and while poking around Blogspot sent me here randomly. Love your page.

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