I have little to no idea what to write today. I honestly just feel like complaining about stuff, mostly the fact that every psychiatrist I’ve had who tried to figure out if I was bipolar or not might be right. I was so sure that I wasn’t because I was never manic. At best I was productive and functional. At worst I was suicidal. But no one had told me or considered that there was another type of bipolar that didn’t involve mania. So do I really have treatment resistant depression or is it a type of bipolar disorder and I’ve been treated for the wrong thing? I don’t know. I just feel frustrated with my mental health in general especially right now as I may be coming out of a depressive episode.
I started cooking again. Not much. Just some scrambled eggs with my frozen pancakes. Some veggies and meat to toss with my microwave Korean BBQ noodles and I’m trying to get up the energy to cook some hamburgers and fried in the oven. It’s not much, but lately even microwaving something has been an effort if it goes on for too long. But that’s because of my anxiety more than my depression. My depression makes it hard for me to do things. My anxiety makes it hard for me to do nothing for any period of time.
If I’m not active, physically or mentally in some way, I get restless and anxious, not just bored but in actual distress. So I end up filling my days lately with movies and Stardew valley, both at the same time. I have a picture journal I doodle in every day, I plan my days to try and get chores done which I don’t really, or at least not often. I have a journal I write a little something in each day, and I reread some of my books that I’ve written. I just reread the last one and it’s terrible. I’ll have to rewrite it honestly.
I spend so much of my time just coping and now I just feel so incredibly disatisfied with that. I’m not writing so it’s not exactly productive, but at the same time, I can’t figure out anything else to do with myself. I started a free creative writing course, where they give you prompts for thirty one days to get you in the habit of writing, but I’m having trouble with it. My mind is actively resisting doing more than the outlines they ask you to do. I thought about doing a blogging course, maybe get back into blogging again. I haven’t since october and not much since then But I’ve been in an emotional slump since last August/ September at least. I did have a cooking spree around october and a writing spree a little after that, I don’t know. It’s so hard to keep track of my moods and mental health.
Maybe it’s more about finding something stimulating enough. I don’t know. I am tired and frustrated and am just coming out of a two week long flu that’s not quite over yet. Why is it every time I’m in any sort of mood it feels like it has or will last forever. Time just seems to have no meaning sometimes. And now here I am rambling over all sorts of stuff. But at least I’m writing something down. i’m a bit of a mess but I know I’m not the only one.