Exhaustion

I’ve noticed that I’m more irritable, more emotional, and less patient. While I know that writing doesn’t fix all of this for me, I do know that taking the time to regularly process my feelings is immensely helpful.¬†

Living a life again

If I had to give you an excuse for not writing lately, it’s that life has gotten in the way. I say this in the best sense, because for once, life–and not my OCD–is dictating what I do. My children are growing like weeds and pushing their boundaries daily. I admit, I still struggle with…

In sickness and in health…

There’s never a convenient time to be sick, and there’s never a convenient time for someone you love to be sick. When someone you love is dealing with a mental illness, it can often take over their entire life, and yours as well

The end of breastfeeding…

If you haven’t read the entry immediately¬†before this one, I recommend it–it’ll give you some more insight into my fears about the meeting I had with the psychiatrist. I have to stop breastfeeding. This is a loss for me. When my son was born, breastfeeding was hard. I mean hard. It took weeks of practicing…

Medication changes…

So, I know I’ll be meeting with the psychiatrist in my program today. I know that we’ll be talking about decreasing one of my medications. I know this because we talked about talking about it last week. The reason why we’re talking about it is that I’m currently pumping in the hopes of being able…