“Day, n. A period of twenty-four hours, mostly misspent.”
~Ambrose Bierce (BrainyQuote)
I chose the above quote because when I look back over the last few months, & beyond that into years, I feel like so much of my time has been misspent. But maybe that’s a harsh critique. Better to think my time was spent the best way I could then to cope with whatever I was going through. Sure so much could have been handled differently, but that is from the perspective of experience & hindsight is 20/20. All we can do is go forward knowing, & trying to do, better.
It has been a while, but I can’t say I have been doing much worth talking about. My moods have been very up & down, in & out. I thought when my Medicare started I would be able to find a new psychiatrist or at least a new counselor. That sadly was not the case. I did however go back to my old doctor here, who was the first person I told about wanting to kill myself, so she helped get me into treatment for the first time. I was 18 then. Half my life ago. And here I am back fighting the same battle. I have an appointment with her Tuesday for a general physical. Assuming of course Medicare still exists then, but that’s a story for another blog. She is working on a referral to a program across the state line. Continue reading