depression

Baffled

Some people are good at pairing wine with food. Others are good at pairing whiskies with cigars. Some people are amazing at pairing random things to make an outfit with a statement.

Nobody, however, can be good at pairing depression and anxiety with a skin condition that baffles the doctors so much that they cut your skin off and send it to Star Labs.

I have had many skins issues over the years from eczema to cellulitis. This? What do I have now? I’m stumped. Google says I have heart disease. WebMD thinks I have a viral fungus that attacks hair follicles. Don’t even ask me what Bing thinks.

So I sit here with stitches in my leg and a piece of my skin missing wondering which of them is right. I guess I just have to wait for Star Labs techs to do their tests.

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Gimmicks

When my depression is running high, I am far more vulnerable to gimmicks and such. I get to the point of questioning my worth so I buy a cure-all, go on a spending spree, or, like today, I spend a ton making my outside more beautiful to hide the inside from the world.

I know this is going to pass. I know this is temporary. I know I have friends and family that value me. I know all of these things and more, but my depression counteracts each of these with devious simplicity.

I’m one of the lucky ones though. I have a network of amazing people that I can rely on. If I need a compliment or help of any kind, there is always someone I can call. I typically don’t, but it’s a huge weight off my shoulders to know that I can.

Today, a vendor at a shop was extremely nice to me. He gave me a free mini-facial. He pointed out the beautiful lines and features in my face. And then he talked about how to make my appearance even better. He was good, and I barely saw it coming.

Hopefully these products will help. In the gay community, it’s easier to get compliments if you looks pretty or you have a buffet body.

Let’s see where these beauty products take me. Maybe it’s worth it. It’s definitely not Maybelline.