We've all had them. And today was a difficult day.
I took Ivy to her Red Rock appointments, and while she was in therapy I went upstairs to see if they could fix my meds for me. They could have given me an appointment, but it would have been later in the day and it would have canceled my appointment with Dr. Bayne, and I didn't want to do that. SOO, I didn't end up scheduling it. Instead, as I was on the way downstairs, I ran in to my old caseworker. Kaitlyn (I think that's how she spells her name. I don't know for sure) and she asked how I was doing. And when I said I wasn't doing so good, she took me back to her office to talk.
I have been fighting with my depression REALLY bad the last week. I haven't shown it to too many people, cause I hate feeling judged or like people are taking pity on me. But I've been suicidally depressed. Even had a plan for it. So when I told her that, she had her supervisor come in and do an evaluation. They determined I'm not an IMMEDIATE threat to myself, and decided against a EOD (Emergency order of Detention) and instead we wrote up a Safety Plan.
I'm to go to the crisis center if it gets bad enough I actually feel like acting on it. My friend James is keeping my blades for me, and my husband is going to keep my meds away from me, only giving me my daily doses each morning. It seems like a bit of overkill to me, but I guess everyone is truly freaked out. SO I guess I will do what I have to do to get better and stop focusing on the things I want to do instead.
The feelings of being broken, and a burden, and toxic, are all in my mind. My bipolar is wrecking me right now. Logically I know it's not real. I know I'm not broken, or a burden, or toxic. I know people want me to stick around. I know people care. But illogically, because of my bipolar, I just think they'd all be better off without me. At least I was able to bring myself to tell someone who could actually do something about it. I'm blessed for that. And I'm blessed that so many care enough to help me out. Heather has been one of the biggest supports through this whole thing. James is awesome for taking the blades to hold on to for me (And he refuses to give them back until at least next year), and the other James keeps telling me how much I mean. Doyle has been there for me to tell me how much I'm wanted and needed. Just, so many in my life who are willing to step up and help. And that's kinda new to me.
I've never really had the courage to talk about the things that were going on in my brain, so when I did I was TERRIFIED that people would turn on me, or abandon me. But they are all proving me wrong. They are proving that they are here to support me. They are proving that they care. And they are proving that I'm worth it. And that's HUGE to me. So thank you all so very very much! I'm not sure I could ever do this without you all.
And thank you for reading. And sending prayers/ happy thoughts/ well wishes/ etc. That means a lot to me. Thank you so very much!
Ok, time to go distract myself until my husband gets home
LATER TATER
LYNZ























