Depression
Aug. 11th, 2009 08:02 amI'm having some serious depression problems today and yesterday. I guess it's a lot of things. Lack of sleep for a long time. Disruption of routine. My wallet's been stolen. Trouble getting replacement IDs. Inability to access my bank accounts. I've lost my train pass (which was not in my wallet; I keep it in my laptop bag in a zippered pouch). I had to borrow money from Moira to pay for my train ticket today, and I feel awful about that. Facing going back to aI job I don't really like after a week off. The days are getting shorter and I have to leave home almost in the dark. My car is acting up after my trip and has a big hole in the muffler on top of that. I have people in my life who I miss and don't seem to be good at connecting with too. In fact, I'm feeling a lot like there's something wrong with me and I don't know how to maintain friendships.
This is such a contrast from how happy and excited I was over vacation and after getting back. Even after my wallet was stolen. Maybe it's brain chemistry. As Moira and I were driving out to go to Mitsuwa yesterday, I told her that I knew there was something really wrong with my brain and I just started crying in the car. I'm still feeling that way this morning, especially after realizing that my train pass is missing. I had about forty dollars worth of rides left on it, and I'm already worried about money after the New York trip and having money stolen from my wallet. I'm having a hard time with all of this.
My Dear One has been wonderful and supportive and very much there for me. When I was so depressed in the car yesterday, she drove twenty minutes out of the way just so I could have Cici's pizza. This morning, she found money for me so I could get to work, and told me she loves me and that it will be ok. I'm very grateful for that. She helped me find clothes when I went downstairs to the dryer and found that all my work clothes were still wet. Thank you Moira. I love you.
I'm on the train as I write this, but I can't get on the internet because I was too distracted to charge my phone last night and it's out of power. I'm going to nap instead. Hopefully I'll feel better when I get to work. Maybe I'll even be up to starting to write about my New York trip like I've wanted to.
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Ok; sleep is good. I do feel a bit better.
This is such a contrast from how happy and excited I was over vacation and after getting back. Even after my wallet was stolen. Maybe it's brain chemistry. As Moira and I were driving out to go to Mitsuwa yesterday, I told her that I knew there was something really wrong with my brain and I just started crying in the car. I'm still feeling that way this morning, especially after realizing that my train pass is missing. I had about forty dollars worth of rides left on it, and I'm already worried about money after the New York trip and having money stolen from my wallet. I'm having a hard time with all of this.
My Dear One has been wonderful and supportive and very much there for me. When I was so depressed in the car yesterday, she drove twenty minutes out of the way just so I could have Cici's pizza. This morning, she found money for me so I could get to work, and told me she loves me and that it will be ok. I'm very grateful for that. She helped me find clothes when I went downstairs to the dryer and found that all my work clothes were still wet. Thank you Moira. I love you.
I'm on the train as I write this, but I can't get on the internet because I was too distracted to charge my phone last night and it's out of power. I'm going to nap instead. Hopefully I'll feel better when I get to work. Maybe I'll even be up to starting to write about my New York trip like I've wanted to.
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Ok; sleep is good. I do feel a bit better.
