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Wanting to Go Out

Sure!  There are times I want to go out, and can’t.  It hurts, and sometimes I crash out as a result.  But even that can get better.

I plan my trips carefully – I am sure my readers understand that.  I try to only go out once a week, and I try to go to some fun place if I have to go somewhere not-so-fun.  But even that is not enough sometimes.  And then I feel like I have failed.

Many of you know how it feels to not be able to go out at the last minute.  It feels like such a huge personal failure.  But think of this – if your leg was in a cast up to your hip, you would not be so hard on yourself for not going.  You have a cast on your brain!  Smile

OK… that is not really a very good analogy… but it is true. 

We are only just beginning to develop an understanding of how the brain works.  It is the most complex machine on Earth.  So give yourself a break.  If others can not, or will not see how you suffer, then their evaluation of the situation is faulty – to say the least.  You know, and that is what matters.

I do not know who the “you” is that I am writing about… but you do.

When I fail to go out, it does not bother me as much as it used to.  The people whose judgment I was so keen to accept, are not here anymore.  They have all faded away.  Now there are very few left… but they are the ones who matter.  They are the ones who try to understand.  And when they can’t, they still make allowances.

Listen to those friends.

And listen to your own mind, and heart.  It is your life to enjoy, or not.  And you can make it what you need it to be.

Now… I am saying all this to myself as much as to anyone who reads this.  These are things I have to remind myself of every day.  Above are just some of the things I have to remind myself of every day.  It’s like a ritual – I have plenty of those too, but that is for a different Blog.  My life is mine to live… people who don’t get it, or won;y try, are not my problem.

The Agoraphobic Lifestyle

Embrace your Agoraphobia, and make it work for you.  I do not mean to huddle in your home forever, but by working with your agoraphobia, you can prioritize, and actually do more, and get out more.

This is what I have done in the past, and am working on doing more now.  Most of my life and interests are here in this house… but I want to be able to go out when I need to, and for fun things for me.  I want to be able to go on trips, and visit places I like.  Next month I am even planning an over-night trip by myself!

So the goal becomes to make those trips easier by not going out when I really don’t have to.  The anxiety of going out – planning going out – is greatly reduced.  In the long run, I end up being able to go out more often, with less anxiety.  But don’t push it!!!  That is the key.  Don’t let things start to pressure you to go too fast, or too far.

I will never be able to go out like most people, but that does not mean I have to live in fear… under the anxiety that comes.  This gives me more control, and that leads to a better life.  There are so many fun things I can do here at home!  And they get easier when I have less anxiety.

Of course… having things delivered helps.  There are things that have to be worked out.  But it can be done, and things get better for everyone.  Personally, I do not see the downside.  I do hope to keep making progress, and for things to get even easier.

New Efforts, in New Directions

I am struggling to decide what to do now…

I am not sure I feel comfortable with the new psychologist I saw.  I seemed wrong.  Though that could be normal.

Should I try seeing someone else?  Or would more choices just make things harder?  Things just do not feel right.

The last few days I have gradually fallen into depression trying to think about all this – or is it not trying to think about it all?  Whatever it is, it is clear I have a great internal conflict going on in my mind.  I get many glimpses of this conflict, and am slowly putting together some kind of thought… about it all.  Maybe.

That is about as much I can cobble together at this point.

I was only able to be up about 5 hours yesterday.  And it is already noon now – I have only been up a little while.  my mind shuts down, and I can not think about anything.  Some of you know that feeling all too well.

Little pieces of thought creep in, and eventually it makes for something… and sometimes it even helps me figure out something.  Usually I just try to go back to sleep.  It is a slow process, and I am not sure if it is actually getting anywhere, or if I am reaching for straws!

Maybe my brain is just trying to make itself feel better, and ignore the truth.  There could be a whole world lying in front of me, and I am unable to see it.  That seems to be the case… but I can not know.

So I keep going.  I do what I have to to keep going.

Where the Sky Meets the Earth

That’s where I am now.  I think I was expecting to feel more sure about things after going to session.  And I thought that when the session went well, I would know what to do next.  I do not.  I am even more confused.

So I am at a point where I have to just let things settle in my brain.  The the storm will subside.

But for now, there is a constant flurry of inter-related thoughts that never stick in my mind long enough to view, let alone resolve.  All I can do is let it pass, and try to calm myself.

It will work out.  And I have every reason to believe I am going in the right direction – I just wish to were easier.  I am slipping in and out of depression almost constantly – that makes it hard to do much of anything.  There are moments when I can think clearly, and periods when I can not.

I keep trying to think of things that might help me get thru this more quickly.  Nope… I am not seeing it.  I know from experience that I just have to wait it out.

Once things settle down in my mind, it will all start to crystalize in front of me.  I will see which way to go – though I am pretty sure I know what that will be.

For now… I will get thru the depression as it comes.

I Did Not See This Coming

I am depressed.

I knew I would have a lot to think about after my first session with a new psychologist.  But I did not anticipate being so overwhelmed by it.  I have not called to make another appointment… I can not get myself to make any decisions.  I am stuck.

Session went pretty well… and I feel good about it.  But I can not move on.  My mind will not integrate what is happening.  I am not even sure what is happening in my brain.  But whatever it is, I have not been able to think things thru to any kind of conclusion.  I know what I should do… but I can not be sure enough to do anything!

So I have struggled thru the last few days, just trying to stay awake, and as active as I can be.  It is not going well.

My Blogs have been a bit boring as well.  That comes from not knowing what to write… because I do not know what to think.

Depression has taken over my life the last few days, and I have not been able to shake it.  It is difficult to hold a thought.  I seem to even be rambling thru this Blog as well! 

I am frustrated.  There are so many thoughts running thru my mind, that I can not focus on any of them, and none lead to towards any conclusions.

I guess I should stop writing now… more later.

Those Struggling Days

Am here I am.  Yesterday was quite a struggle, and today will be more of the same.  My mind is in somewhat of a turmoil as I try to organize all the different thoughts I have about session.  My moods are going all over the charts today.

And on top of that, I am feeling particularly unproductive – so there are many things I should be doing.  I am trying to tinker away at some of those… it is not all bad.  But my mood changes too quickly to get much done.

I still can not decide what to do… I can’t even think much about the alternatives.  I think my brain is closed for repair.

I Have FBS…

Full Brain Syndrome

There is way too much to think about.  Thoughts are swirling thru my mind, and it is hard to get a hold on any of them.

Yesterday was my first session with a new psychologist.  It went very well, and we seems to get along.  I will be going back for at least 1 more session… probably next week.  But there is still a lot to think about.

After my session yesterday, my mind was overwhelmed, and I was not able to think about it very much.  I took a mental vacation.  Today I am starting to have some clear thoughts about it… that will go on for a few days.

So… I am still not ready to write much.  I will get it all sorted out soon enough.

My “Intake” Session

Today I went to a session with a new psychologist.  I do not know how I feel about it yet.  How much can I learn in 1 hour?

We covered a lot of ground, but very superficially.  I have not made a decision about how I think we will get along.  I should see her at least one more time.

There are too many thots to write much.  I just want to have a special dinner and haze-out.

Changing My Name…

It is a difficult thing to write this Blog.  I have recently been thinking about changing my last name to Kahl.  I do already get some things addressed to me as Neil Kahl.  And when wine arrives, I even sign Neil Kahl – that is to match Lori’s name because she ordered it.

The logistics are messy, but not difficult.

But why would I even consider this?

That is one of the most difficult answers I have ever thought about.  Do I have a family anymore?  Is it time for me to move on, and start in a new place, with a new name?  Does it even have to be Kahl?

I have been estranged from my “family” for more than a decade.  I was not able to go to my nephew’s weddings., or to even meet my grand-niece.

The reasons for this, go to the core of my existence.  It is part of why I am where I am.  If this one thing had not been there, I do not know how far I could have gone.  It combined with my internal mental issues, took over my life.  If either had not been there, my life would have been very different.

I was born too early for the new meds.  So that would have been hard to change.  Tranquilizers would not have been enough.  I tried an antidepressant in 1983, and it was terrible!!  I had a racing heart-rate, and could not eat.  So it would have not made a big of a difference it I had been diagnosed earl.

Combine that with other “factors”, and my life became a constant struggle to keep going.  I can’t do it anymore.

So… this issue is central to this entire subject.

It will be very difficult to write about.  But I will.  I will not hide who I am.  So you guys out there will get to see deeply into my life.  I hope you enjoy the ride.

NOTE::  I am thinking “Macdonald” might be a good name.  I have ancestors that were Macdonald’s.  The lower case is intended.

I Am About to Write About My Road to Recovery…

Wednesday I will be meeting a new psychologist.  It raises my anxiety.  But this is something I have been preparing for for quite a while, so I am as ready as I can be.  Life has not been kind, but we all have to make our own way thru it.

Monday… I am feeling a great deal of anxiety about this whole thing!  I know I have to follow thru, but my mind is quickly working on excuses for not going.  It would make my life so much easier (in the short term) to just stay home, and keep going as I am.

That would not be a very good approach…  Though it is very appealing right now.  This is one of those times when I have to really push myself to do what I know I need to do.  Just typing that made me feel depressed.  Why should I have to push so much to do things that are so clearly necessary?

There is no “why”.  There is no explanation that will make me feel any better about it.  It is what it is.

Today I will have to just deal with it.  Then tomorrow is tomorrow.  I will worry about that in the morning.  There is plenty for today already.

I will spend a lot of today trying to relax.  There are small things I can do to occupy my mind.  I call it “tinkering”, and I will need to do a lot of it!  I am going to try to focus on my things, so it will feel more rewarding to me.  There are other responsibilities too… but I will mix it all together, and tinker.

I do not even know if this psychologist will work out for me, and I have fears of having to start looking again.  I try to put those thoughts out of my mind, but the are real concerns.  I may not even know the answer to for several weeks… it could take a few sessions to figure this all out.  I know that…

So this is where I am.  And all I can actually do is push forward… keep going… and hope for the best.

Silent Progress

I have sort of made some progress in these last few days…

There are some decisions I need to make.  I meet with my new psychologist Wednesday.  There is so much to think about.

I will, of course, have to try to go along with how things go at my intake session with someone new.  How much do I say?  I  suspect I will know, but I would like to have some ideas before going in.

When should I give permission for her to talk with my former psychologist (whom, incidentally, is no longer seeing patients at all for a while, so I understand better). I am tending towards the 2nd session… but why wait?

There are many more things I have thought of… to try to figure out how to be ready.  Even if things go completely unexpectedly, it will make it easier to go if I have some of this figured out.  Make sense?

Beginning Again…

Next week I will see a new psychologist… I am hoping this will work out, and I will be back in therapy.  Of course… I have a lot of anxiety about it, and it will get worse.  But this is a good chance at a new beginning.

I know it will just be the beginning of a long process – I have fallen back quite a way over the last few months.  But I have the tools and knowledge to make this work.  And I have the will to push myself when I need to.  There will be progress.

This is also the beginning of a most difficult time of year.  The Holliday’s are great, but they are also draining.

While we were in Ashland, I was around other people as much as what would normally be several months for me.  It ultimately did me in.  I missed the last 3 plays we were going to see.  But I held together enough to enjoy our time there, and had fun.  So it was a good start.

I am also trying to plan a single night trip somewhere close, just for myself.  Maybe a little get-away.  It will happen if it easily fits in, but this, I will not push so much on.  It’s a lark.

The key now it is do more, but not too much.  I am not sure I know where that line is, but I am sure I will find it!

Stick with me, it’s going to be a bumpy ride!

It’s the “O” in OCD!

Sometimes I see causes to stand up for… and I get a little obsessed with it.  I have to see it thru, and deal with all the little details of it.  I do not think I should give the consequences very much influence in deciding what to fight for.

I know I can get swallowed up in things for a short time.  Sometimes people see ulterior motives in my drive to push some cause… but I think it is the “O” in OCD driving much of what I do.  Or at least how hard I pursue it.

I am more Obsessive than Compulsive.  There are thoughts I have to think… they are called “rituals”.  On my way to get the mail, there is a little speech I have to say to myself… several times.  There are many of these.

The worst issue for me though is that once I have totally thought something out, if anyone raises an issue, or even asks a question, I have to rethink the whole thing.  As a scientist, I know how hard it is to truly know something.  But my OC thoughts drive me to rethink and rethink things well beyond the point of learning anything new.

It once took me 4 months to decide to change our phone plan – the cost was $7 a month.  But I had to be sure.  I am better now.  “Better” being a relative term.

Going over and over things sometimes pulls someone else into the picture – usually Lori – and they usually think what I am doing is crazy… or I must have some other goal in mind.

Nope… it is just one of my many mental disorders.  Anxiety pushes the buttons, and I keep thinking until well after things are over.  Hey… it’s what I do!  I get that people can find it overwhelming.  But I do it with almost everything!  Talk about overwhelming!!!  It can easily lead me into depression.

It is not my favorite thing.