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Hello!

I am successfully being treated for major depressive disorder. Besides seeing my lovely psychologist regularly and my psychiatrist several times a year, I put a lot of effort into self-care.

I hope my journey and efforts encourage you.

If you are having an emergency, psychiatric or otherwise, go the emergency room or call 911 or your local paramedics. Call your doctor. Call the police. Call someone!!!!

You are worthy enough to be alive on this planet.
- Lita-



Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Sleeping is Wonderful

Just because I write this post doesn't mean that I don't want to drop out of my daily life sometimes. Last night I went to bed earlier than I usual. I slept for eight hours straight. I woke up at 7:00 am. Great!

I had a to-do list for this morning, and some of my tasks were to prepare for a job interview tomorrow. I got up at 7:00 and set my timer for 20 minutes because I wanted to do some hand sewing. I like to start the day doing something I like for just a little while. Really, I want to do something I like for the entire day. 

I sewed for 20 minutes until the timer rang.

For another five minutes I sat there on my couch and thought about all my chores planned for this morning.
Ugh.
I also thought about when you go to work, you have to keep your eyes open ALL DAY LONG. Keeping my eyes open all day long sounded miserable. It sounded difficult.

Luckily (or unfortunately) I have a part-time job that I don't need to be at until 2:00 pm.

"Oh, heck," I said to myself, "I can take a 20 minute nap."

I set my timer and fell sideways on my couch.
The timer rang.
"Oh heck," I thought and grabbed my oblong quilted dog pillow. Cuddling the pillow to my chest, I went back to sleep.
About an hour later, I awoke, glanced at my watch, closed my eyes and thought, "I enjoy sleeping so much.
Sleeping is very pleasant. I could sleep all day."

And that is how I spent my morning: sleeping on my couch. It was delicious. 


You know, when I purchased my couch, I made sure it was comfortable to nap on.

I'm dreading my job interview for tomorrow. When I dread something, I get a bit cranky. Besides the stress of the interview, I will have to dress up in a nice outfit and WEAR PANTYHOSE. Ugh.

Why can't I sleep through the interview?

Sweet dreams,

Lita

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