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Mar. 5th, 2012 12:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ljgeoffI had a conversation with Mike last Friday and said something like, "I wonder if anything really helps, I mean, all the therapy. I wonder if it's just one day, you're better. I think that the therapy just keeps you sane until your brain chemistry gets back on track. Which, I mean, that *helps* of course. Just not like they say it does."
Today is a better day. I can feel everything pretty much clicking along. When it is not a good day, my thinking is cloudy and it's hard to plan more than one step ahead. Today, I can pretty much see until tomorrow.
Because I tend toward hypomania in my normal state, I think that depression medications are not a good idea for me. Most depression medication would send me into manic fits, that is, I might do something drastic, like decide that the best thing would be for me to leave my family, give everything I have to the poor, and hitchhike across the country saving kittens and fighting crime.
No antidepressives for me.
An epiphany that I had the other day that has nothing to do with depression:
I've been noodling this POC thing. I've always felt different than my peers. It's an uncomfortable feeling and I don't like it. In high school, my peer set was the debate team. I had the darkest skin but what was noticed was that I came from the poorest family. And in my head, that is what is going on. I identify as poor more than I identify as a POC. I do identify somewhat as Native, but my stay in South Dakota showed me what a Native identity really is and I only brush up against that. My Native American heritage is a part of me, and I'm proud of it, but it's only a part of me. What I mostly identify is as Midwestern American and Navy brat.
I'm a Midwestern American Sun Sign and my Moon Sign is on the cusp between Navy Brat and Native American. My Ascendant is Poverty.
My Mercury is in the house of Leonard (as in McCoy or Hofstadter), my Venus is in Debate Team and my Mars is in Geek. My Jupiter is in Médecins Sans Frontières, Saturn is in Climate Change, Uranus in Cyclothymia and my Pluto is in School.
That was kindof fun.
some comments are over at LJ here
Today is a better day. I can feel everything pretty much clicking along. When it is not a good day, my thinking is cloudy and it's hard to plan more than one step ahead. Today, I can pretty much see until tomorrow.
Because I tend toward hypomania in my normal state, I think that depression medications are not a good idea for me. Most depression medication would send me into manic fits, that is, I might do something drastic, like decide that the best thing would be for me to leave my family, give everything I have to the poor, and hitchhike across the country saving kittens and fighting crime.
No antidepressives for me.
An epiphany that I had the other day that has nothing to do with depression:
I've been noodling this POC thing. I've always felt different than my peers. It's an uncomfortable feeling and I don't like it. In high school, my peer set was the debate team. I had the darkest skin but what was noticed was that I came from the poorest family. And in my head, that is what is going on. I identify as poor more than I identify as a POC. I do identify somewhat as Native, but my stay in South Dakota showed me what a Native identity really is and I only brush up against that. My Native American heritage is a part of me, and I'm proud of it, but it's only a part of me. What I mostly identify is as Midwestern American and Navy brat.
I'm a Midwestern American Sun Sign and my Moon Sign is on the cusp between Navy Brat and Native American. My Ascendant is Poverty.
My Mercury is in the house of Leonard (as in McCoy or Hofstadter), my Venus is in Debate Team and my Mars is in Geek. My Jupiter is in Médecins Sans Frontières, Saturn is in Climate Change, Uranus in Cyclothymia and my Pluto is in School.
That was kindof fun.
some comments are over at LJ here