I confessed to several friends that I felt at loose ends now that I am no longer out to Kick Depression's Ass.
Their rebuttal was that I had clearly succeeded in my mission. Depression is no longer the issue for me.
(I confess that I did not take the photograph of this lovely banner. I swiped it from a former president's photo op.)
I don't know what to write at the moment. I came back from GSW practice (Grand Symphonic Winds) and now it's late because I spent a bunch of time making my resource page look pretty. And now it's getting late and I HAVE to get to bed soon.
Thing one - I went to the YMCA today and did 30 minutes on elliptical trainer
(incidentally, I am inching closer to a "healthy weight" since starting on the mood stabilizers and feel less inclined to eat sugary stuff all the time. Possibly because I am being more careful overall with my behavior)
Plaing instrumental music is very good for me. In a group. Where I have many measures of rests to count. I breathe in unison with the people around me. Which is calming. I count silently in my head while keeping the beat. It is meditative. I hear and produce music, which sings to my soul.
Vocal music might work if I didn't get so distracted by the words. I enjoy singing in groups, but I don't get the same calming meditation out of it because I get hung up on lytrics. I do like to belt things out on my own, though. Still not meditative. More cathartic.
Okay, I will now have some milk and take my evening meds.
Grateful Crap: tea with a friend; dark chocolate pistachio toffee
tea with a friend
dark chocolate pistachio toffee
am: 150mg venlafaxine, 450mg bupropion
pm: Omega-3, multivitamin, magnesium, 25mg lamotrigine
refilled prescription for bupropion
got allergy shots
went to the Y
Quaker, teacher, parent,