Have you tried exercising? Have you taken vitamin d? Have you tried wellbutrin? Eat a magical green apple in a leotard. They need to decrease your meds. They should increase your meds. You shouldn’t take any meds. Try drinking vinegar at bedtime. Have you attempted somersaults with peanut butter in your mouth while singing I’m too Sexy?
I know people care and that they want to help. I get it. I really do. It just makes me want to pull my hair out.
I used to be so stubborn that I wouldn’t let my husband stir MY homemade chili on the stove because it had to be my chilli. my recipe.
I didn’t need help from anyone. I got this.
Looking back, I realize how incredibly stubborn and rude I could be. I’m leaving most of that behind.
Here is the thing, though. When you go from playing Dear Abby to the girl that everyone plans to heal with their magical green apple or peanut butter eating gymnastics is unbearable. I’m supposed to help myself. Stir my own pots and pans. I got this.
My support network consists of some incredible people. Very few that truly know what has been going on with me. I appreciate ideas but after the 6th suggestion of the day, not including my self work and psychiatrist homework, it is overwhelming. Especially for the perfectionist that needs all items on the checklist to be completed. What if I have a panic attack because I’m out of peanut butter and can’t find my damn leotard? Uuuufta.
Can you relate?