It is clear to those around me that something was on my mind.
I’ve never been very good at hiding things, even though that was one of the main tasks that depression wanted me to focus on. Secrets were and are one of depression’s tools that kept me listening to it and it alone. I am glad I have finally caught on to it’s scheme.
Now that I am keeping depression out in the open, where I can keep it, this technique is much less effective.
So I have been stressing about my ability to get out of bed in the morning. I have talked to everyone I can think of about this, except for the one medically qualified professional who’s job it is to help me sort it out.
Today, I finally put in a call to my Psychiatrist.
I asked about my current medication regime of 40 mg of Prozac daily. I am waiting for a call back to discuss his recommendations. Taking the step to get this started has got me moving again. Heck, I even got out of bed shortly after the alarm went off today (ok, I did hit snooze once, but got up before it went off again).
I’m off to my day job now.
The day has been exceptional so far and I am in a good head space. I am so glad to have taken the first step towards solving this issue. I was stuck in no-mans land, with no momentum to go forward. There was no incentive to go backwards either. That is good news, too. No abyss, just a bump in the road I must get past.
I will keep you posted on what I learn about my morning waking up issue.
The day is full of promise and I am ready to get going.