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Career

One of the most frustrating things for me on a daily basis is my career. I am capable of doing so much more, but I need extra flexibility in my scheduling. I’m an intelligent guy with great data entry and deductive skills. I can work 50 to 60 hours a week, but I need to be able to do them on my own schedule. Some weeks it might be easier to do seven 8 hour days, while others it might be easier to work four 14 hour days.

I need to find a career that will fit with my scheduling needs, while also being able to pay the bills. Living in Oakland isn’t exactly cheap.

Thoughts?

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Drugs

I don’t understand medication. If I have a headache, I take aspirin or Motrin and it goes away. Or I have a glass of Coke. These are consistent. If I have a rash, I use an ointment. It goes away. When my eyes are dry and itchy, I use the same eye drops and they feel better.

After 6 months of having great success with my current anti-depressant, I started to feel not quite as good. Each week the medication seemed to be less and less effective. This week, I finally bit the bullet and called my doctor to see about getting a new medication.

Getting out of bed in the morning is getting harder and harder. Some days it takes me two to three hours to finally get up. When I lay down, my heart races and my mind goes wild thinking about everything in the universe that could go wrong, that needs to be done, or that I messed up. It takes a couple of hours to finally fall asleep, but then I only stay asleep for a few hours at a time. I was exhausted all week with barely any sleep.

So now I get to start a new med with fun new side effects and see what behaviors pop out of me. Why can’t anti-depressants be like aspirin and just freaking work?

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Bottled

I often bottle up my emotions, thoughts and feelings. This isn’t the greatest idea because they often burst out at inopportune times. Lately I have been bottling up a lot of anger and that has simmered over more than once.

I’m a fun going guy most of the time. I like to have fun and make sure that those around me have fun. I enjoy having a drink on the ferry as I head to SF. I enjoy walking through the woods or floating down the river. I enjoy museums, aquariums and many other things. None of these help to control my bottling.

Depression isn’t just hard on the person that suffers from the disease. It takes its toll on those around you as well. I’m not saying this to increase anyone’s guilt, but it does. This is why a network of friends is critical. Relying too much on a single person can overburden that person. I grew up with the swings and misses of depression; the people around me are getting random spits.

If I am acting out of character, or weirder than normal, let me know. Sometimes I don’t even realize when things are getting out of control. Sometimes I need my friends to help me. And sometimes I just need to have fun.

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Attacks

I have spent most of my life mislabeling my attacks. I thought an anxiety attack was caused by outside forces (crowds) while a panic attack was random. This may have caused some confusion with doctors.

When you have an attack caused by large crowds, daunting places, or anything else that you can pinpoint the cause, that is a panic attack.

When you are in bed, minding your own business and suddenly your heart rate jumps to five hundred beats per minute, that is an anxiety attack.

Understanding the difference can be crucial for the proper treatment, whether you do home remedies or Western medicine.

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Balance

When it comes to depression, doctors recommend avoiding alcohol. With anxiety, however, alcohol can relax your mind enough to have fun and enjoy being around people.

This causes a difficult balance with you have both. Trying to have a few drinks to soften the effects of your anxiety can deepen your depression. But not always. Avoiding alcohol can help reduce the effects of depression, but social functional can wreak havic on your brain as your anxiety cranks up.

Avoiding social functions can lead to increased depression and feelings of solitude and defeat.

I often feel that I’m in a constant juggling act, but I also feel that I handle these struggles pretty well. But when I slip up, ugh.

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Selfies

I really can’t stress enough that you should be careful before making assumptions about people. Even innocuous things like people who take selfies.

When I was younger, my anxiety was much worse. If I wasn’t at work, I was either home or maybe at a bar. I couldn’t fathom going to a baseball game, zip lining, flying to a new country, or even going to the store sometimes.

You will often see me taking and posting selfies. These are proof that I have done things. I made it out. When I’m having a rough day, they are a reminder that things aren’t always bad. They encourage me to go farther and to try more.

Yes, there may be people that are so fully focused on themselves that they miss the world around them; but it doesn’t harm you, so let them pass. Imagime they are suffering from something and move on.

We often look at the world from our own experiences and understanding, yet sometimes we need to look at it from someone else’s point of view. Maybe walk a mile in their stilletos.

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Raw

I probably should have warned you about my blog before I started throwing these posts up on my happy go lucky FB page. If anyone is bothered by the window into my soul, let me know. I can remove the link to FB and have people come over to the site to read these. I could put a link in my profile or something.

My goal with this blog is to get the things out of my head that I normally can’t talk about. Writing the words on these pages is far easier for me than talking with a person. There is something raw in talking about the inner workings of my depression. These confessions seem light and easy, but they do take a toll.

While this blog helps to relieve my inner struggle, it also makes me wonder if people are interacting with me less because of these insights. Am I scaring people? Should I stick to writing about horror movies instead?

I don’t know. I guess this journey will tell me in time. In the interim, please feel free to leave comments or send FB messages if you have feedback and/or thoughts. This journey will not be successful without support from my wonderful friends and family.

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Pride

Have you ever sat at home detailing everything that you need to tell the doctor about your illness to ensure that they have the perfect picture? Do you sometimes get there and ….

I can’t let my doctor know the entirety of where I am and how I am doing. It seems self deprecating. I am good. If my doctor doesn’t believe that, how can I?

So I tell my doctor stories that are almost truths. My doctor makes me almost better. Everyone wins. You don’t have a crazy son, brother, friend,  colleague. I get by.

Pride will be the downfall of human kind. Empathy is gone and intelligent discourse went the way of the dinosaurs. With that said, I’m past my 140 characters.

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Cleanliness

There are so many ways that Depression is a catch 22. One of the things that brings my mind out and helps to activate productive thinking is a clean space; however, my depression typically warps my brain to avoid cleaning. This is one of the reasons that I love to travel and stay in hotels. It isn’t always the destination that excites me, it’s the fully clean, almost immaculate nature of the rooms.

It took me awhile to realize that having a cluttered space can lead to having a cluttered mind. It took me even longer to realize that this is amplified with Depression. I think I need to have a Brownie adopt me and the apartment.

Again, this falls back to having the motivation and clarity to accomplish things. Those two factors can lead to great successes or stunning failures.

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Sleep

Sleep is a two-headed monster for me. If I don’t get enough sleep, I get irritable and my anxiety kicks up a notch; however, if I get too much sleep, my depression often tries to keep me under the blankets.

I typically aim for about 8 hours a night and hope for at least 7 hours. I recently purchased a new pillow that is fantastic and has been helping me to stay asleep through the night. I have been debating on taking melanin, but I just don’t like taking pills if I don’t have to (which is why it took 20+ years for me to finally get on antidepressants again)

We do have a sound machine (white noise) during the cooler months. When it is hot out, we have the window unit air conditioner. Those also help. I even have the fabulous eye mask to sleep with so Jason doesn’t wake me up with his phone light.