For the most part my anxiety and depression have been well-controlled with Buspirone and Duloxetine for the past few years, but I have felt myself slipping over the last few weeks. It's so dumb because this is the least stressed I've ever been in my life. Maybe the fact that I haven't been able to exercise like I would like to due to my ankle is affecting me. I don't know. Me and Shaun took a little walk yesterday evening. It was nice, but obviously not enough to get me out of my slump.
I just booked an appointment for therapy to see if that will help. It's something I've been meaning to do since I got back from Cincinnati, but I am only just now doing it. It took a while to settle in, honestly, and I'm not even sure that I'm done settling.
I do have a few stressors, but I feel like I should be able to handle them without sinking this low. I'm sleeping far more than I need to and also eating like shit. Since my diet sucks, so does my skin which is just another fun layer of discomfort on top of everything.
I don't know. I'm not in a dire position... yet. I am enjoying doing nail art and having a creative outlet again. I'm making major progress on my nail polish database. I just don't want to wait until I'm in a terrible situation before I get help or take action, so I'm really hoping that therapy can help me get a handle on things.
I hope you all are doing well. I'm not having the best time, but it'll be ok. ❤