… but a new start?
I’m not sure.
I have still been trying to find a shrink around Ames that I feel comfortable discussing my questions concerning faith with and that insurance wouldn’t charge my family ridiculous amounts for. I’m not having a lot of luck there, and my anxiety issues are getting worse. While at home earlier in the month, I saw my psychiatrist, who suggested seeing how the first few weeks of school go, and if the anxiety issues don’t calm down with regular scheduling and lots of distractions (homework, new apartment, a new roommate, a newly remodeled workplace, etc…), switching around my meds. I’m already at the maximum daily dosage of Effexor XR, and a moderate dosage of Zoloft, so he suggested trying a mood stabilizer. I don’t really know much about those, so if anyone has experience to share, I would be grateful.
In other news, I find myself the only single one of my roommates (Jess and Becky), sharing an internet-hating apartment with three cats (instead of last year’s two), trying to finish reading The Last Stormlord by Glenda Larke (huge-o recommendation for this series, Ms. Larke is a great writer!), and helping a flustered staff get ready to re-open Hawthorn Market & Cafe on the 25th.
I am just busy enough to be really tired when I get home, which lets me zone out, at least for a while. Lord knows, after all the people drama and mental health issues of this summer, I need time to be able to at-least-mostly-not-think. This summer had a record high number of panic attacks and depressed days, as well as number of times I was far too close to cutting again, and I am really hoping to at least shove that onto the backburner with classes starting soon.
Then again, not confronting my own screwed-up-ish nature is probably what got me so mixed up in the first place.
But, oh well. What do I know?
… more soon, as long as I can get the internet to work on my computer…
