Change, change change!

Holy shit so much stuff has happened lately!

Let's see, I moved out from where I was staying, into an apartment with my mom. It's interesting. We can't really unpack much due to lack of space and storage areas. I have no dresser and the desk coming to me is taking it's sweet time because grandma is picky with bookcases and she hasn't found one she likes to replace the desk we bought from her. It's fucking frustrating living out of my bins and suitcase still but I'm slowly getting stuff settled in. I have a bookcase in my walk-in closet, as well as a lovely octagonal table/storage thing that I plan to use for an altar. (Yes, I am Pagan. Eclectic Wiccan to be precise. No, my mother has no idea of this and hopefully will never ever ever find out.) That will be going in my closet as well once I get a dresser to put my freaking clothes in. I also have a piece of gorgeous artwork (a picture printed on canvas and stretched onto a frame for easy hanging) now as well. Yay for resale shops!

I got my SSI application process started. Dr's appointments and everything out of the way. Filled out a form to join the Peer Support centre in town. Got my address changed at the Post Office and for my Food Stamps. I have AWESOMEAZING internets at my apartment, and a house phone too.

I've been put on a new Anti-Psychotic and off of saphris, and I'm not sure how much I like it but it's better than nothing although it seems to be making me a bit more depressed. Idk if that's stress or not though, could just be stress. So until I've been on it another month I wont really report it. We had to make the dosage less than what I was on the first month because of it making me really sleepy all the time which sucked. Hopefully this dose works out because we're running out of AP's that don't cause weight gain.

Uh, what else. Rachel and I are finally working out some sort of switching schedule. Not really a schedule but we're flowing back and forth more naturally than we were to begin with. Which is good. The past couple weeks I have almost exclusively been a D though but now I am luna and it's a bit of a relief because even though I willingly pushed my subbiness down so I could make Rachel study and stuff it wasn't necessarily that good for me to be so unbalanced. Wasn't for super long though so it's whatever. It is very odd typing this much with my I. With Mistress luna has no "I" even though it isn't a rule, it's just how luna is. But Mistress wants that to be something exclusively for her so outside of speaking to her I use my I even though it's weird as hell.

It's less difficult in person than it is via text, especially because I sometimes have to do writing assignments for Mistress and then it's always in third person.

Anyways Mistress had her last exam today so we will be celebrating! Looking forward to that.

Think that's about it for now! Ta, loves!

Counselling

So at my last pdoc appointment she suggested that I might benefit from therapy, particularly in regards to my severe social anxiety. I saw my counsellor later that week and made an appointment for the twenty seventh of this month.. Not realising that it's the day after my birthday until just now.

Oh well. Happy birthday to me! Yay... I get to have mental health appointments as a present to myself...

-sighs- I've been gaining weight and I'm going to have to ask my pdoc about whether SafetyNet covers regular medical appointments or not. If it does I need to go get my thyroid hormones tested because there's a chance my hypothyroid disorder has come back.

I could also just be gaining weight from never fucking leaving my room but I need to get the more dangerous option checked as well.

I've been cycling between mania and depression pretty regularly, spending a week or so manic then a week or so depressed, with a few mixed states in between, but the medicine is just an amazing help. I hardly notice it outside of certain things, especially since my dose was doubled. So far the set we have me on is a good balance. One anti-psychotic/mood stabiliser, one anti-anxiety/mood stabiliser (actially it's technically an anti-epileptic medicine but whatever), and one PRN (as-needed) nerve pill for panic attacks and severe tic attacks.

It's nice to be able to just pop a pill or two when I start freaking out and suddenly twenty minutes later be not freaking out and not ticcing badly any more.

I like my counsellor too. He's easy to talk to and we already have a goal set for therapy, which is to reduce my social anxiety to the point where I don't need to pop a pill just to go visit my family or get to my appointments. My pdoc knows about me going to be trying to get on SSI and all that's needed from me is to have a day where I'm up on time and with my mom so I can try calling the SSI place and getting the information I need.

So yeah. Just an update on things... OH! My room is So. Fucking. Close. to being done.

All that needs done is the ceiling fan, the shelves in the bathroom, the trim underneath the bathroom heater, outlet covers, and then cleanup. If I were working on it I could get it done in a day.

Ofc I'm NOT working on it, Wayne is, and he's a busy man so I'll probably have to wait a week or more, which is fucking frustrating as hell, but... Just. So close. My room looks amazing and I'll post pics when it's done.

Maxie kitten and I have been going through some struggles but it isn't more than we can handle, life's just kicking our asses.

I guess that's it for now!!!

Aaaand it's time for your (ir)regularly scheduled appointment update.

Due to me being dumb I scheduled my appointment later than I should have so I had my appointment a week later than I should have. Sok though. next appt is four weeks from yesterday and we intend so far on continuing once monthly appointments.

I haven't yet had the courage to bring ssi up to my doctor... mostly cos I'm scared of her reaction. What if she thinks the fact that I'm levelling out means I'll be able to work normally (it won't) and that I won't qualify? Every time I get close to asking about it I freak out.

Anyhow appointment overall went good. I'm gaining weight but that could just be due to irregular eating, not eating as healthily, and being stuck in this fucking room, ugh. Both of the mood stabilising medicines she has me on are shown to be weight-neutral. As in they don't make you gain weight, which is a common trait of most mood stabilisers.

I've been struggling badly with mania on and off the past what, two weeks? week and a half?

Yeah, yeah, I know "Wait, isn't mania great?"

No. No it fucking isn't.

In it's own way mania is just as bad as depression. For sure it's a helluva lot more dangerous with the exception of suicidal depression and then it's a tie.

Wanna know why?

Because nothing bothers you, and nothing can go wrong. Whereas depression I don't eat or shower or get up out of bed because I don't have the will to do so, when I'm actually manic (not hypomanic, which is far more common, or mixed state which is my natural state) I just don't give any fucks.

Forget to eat? Oh well it's okay I don't really need to eat that badly. Sleep? Pah, who needs it! I'm fine on three hours a night, if that. What's that? Have I been drinking water? Oh well.. I'll do it later.

Being in a perpetually positive mood is fucking dangerous especially when mixed with a feeling of basically being invincible and nothing being able to hurt you, you can live through anything so it doesn't matter. I very rarely get voices or psychoses (such as the urge to try to fly off a twenty story building...) thank fuck, but it has happened in the past.

Then there's the agitation. When I am manic I get agitated easily. I get aggravated easily. I get so fucking pissed off that I just want to punch people in the fucking face.

Over the tiniest things.

Nothing.

It's horrible.

Add in racing thoughts, completely being unable to focus on anything, a genuine inability to sleep long, and being in such an overall good mood that I think I don't need my medicine...

Not good.

So I talked to my doctor about it and she suggested I get a medicine tray and set a timer/alarm for a couple hours after I wake up to make sure to check the tray. She also suggested that instead of taking my gabapentin three times a day I take one in the morning and then two at night, so I don't have to worry about forgetting my afternoon dose. She also doubled the dosage because even when I'm on my medicine I'm still having some problems with not eating well and agitation and racing thoughts and then the mood swings and jumping back and forth between mania and depression multiple times daily and sometimes multiple times hourly.. yeah.

So anyhow she doubled my dose instead of putting me on something else, since this is working spectacularly.

She asked if I needed more of my alprazolam and I truthfully told her no. with how much less often I am taking it (not even one pill every day) I have plenty enough for a month. In fact when I got home (after taking two to calm me down from the positively foul mood I was in due to my mother), I counted my alprazolam and found I had... thirty! hahaha.

So yeah. We're both pleased with my progress, especially on the tourettes level. It has been two months since I pulled my hair out! And one month since I had a bad episode with lots of scratching. That isn't to say I haven't had scratching episodes, but they haven't lasted long or been severe thanks to the alprazolam.

Overall despite the ongoing problems with mania I feel better. To be honest the idea of being "fixed" is scary. I literally, went from being so depressed that I was in a state of total and complete apathy and had no genuine emotion whatsoever, to bein' "wham bam bpiolar here you go thank you ma'am." I have never in my memory had a single day where I was not either manic, depressed, or a mixture of both. I have never not had rapid mood swings. I don't know who I am without it...

I am being pleasantly surprised. Nothing about me at the core is changing. And the non-core changes have all been good. I'm able to concentrate better, I'm not constantly in a state of panic, the paranoia is SEVERELY cut down - still there, but at that level of me being able to ignore it if I know it's not reasonable. I'm writing again which is a feat in and of itself. I used to have so many traumas associated with writing that it was nigh-on impossible for me to write more than a couple times a year.

So even though I'm still scared, still worried... I'm doin pretty okay right now. :) I'm less worried than I thought I'd be. Becauase maybe who I am isn't the bad person I've always made myself out to be.