Here I am, it's Saturday morning and I've got an hour or so to kill before I start work so I'm catching up on all these threads.
I just read what you and ER-MT posted and it's like I wrote it all myself! A few months ago I had a meltdown and just had to get away. I went into the woods for a good 2 hours and just sat and listened and watched pretty much nothing except for some birds.
I hate the thought of taking any medication because I have control over "it" 90% of the time...but that darned 10% of feeling out of control is a bummer when it does hit, and it's physically exhausting to try and remain composed when all I want to do is just run and hide. I really hate the thought of any mental health issues being put in my medical record as well. I see a doctor maybe once every few years for a physical and only go if something is broken or needs suturing. I hate doctors--especially the ones up here in Maine. I'd be better off being treated by an veterinarian.
I actually had to turn my phone off this week because I've got an older sister (much older) who has bipolar and whenever she goes manic, guess who she calls...doesn't matter if it's 9 a.m. or midnight, and that in turns sends me over the edge. She's also hypersexual, weighs literally 400+ pounds, and she's always telling me about stuff I so totally do not want to hear about, know what I'm saying?
Thanks for the book recommendation. I'll have to check it out and see if there are any good tips for coping with it all.
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Fascinating! - Hayseed
