I will get dressed, brush my hair, put on mascara, smile and laugh throughout the day. I will go to work, do my job, keep the program running as smoothly as I can. I will cry in the bathroom, clean mascara off my cheeks, know that it will be obvious that I have been crying. I will go
Category Archives: Depression
I called in sick to work one day this week. I told my son’s school that I was sick and couldn’t bring him to school. So he missed a day. He spent it working on homework, watching a movie, and playing with LEGOs. He read a couple books too. I slept. All day. Upon returning
I actually hate it when people make comments about how, as a single mother, I have to be both parents. Because I don’t. I can’t. I am not two parents. I am not a mom and a dad. I am just a mom. I am one person, trying her best to raise her son on
Today I came home to a short list I had written the night before. A “to do” list to remind me. If I clean my house a little bit at a time, the task doesn’t seem as daunting. As soon as I got home, I vacuumed my bedroom. After dinner, I’ll clean one of the
Several months ago, I agreed to pharmacogenetic testing at the recommendation of my psychiatrist. It would be a way to bypass a lot of the trial and error in finding an antidepressant that would work for me. The report you get back essentially gives you a list of what will and won’t work with your body’s genetic profile.