Community Integration Checklist
✔ Maintaining Home
✔ Taking meds as prescribed
✔ Taking care of self
✔ Applying for jobs
✔ Pursuing Business
✔ Writing Online
✔ Maintaining Social Connections
✔ Managing Finances
Community Integration Checklist
✔ Maintaining Home
✔ Taking meds as prescribed
✔ Taking care of self
✔ Applying for jobs
✔ Pursuing Business
✔ Writing Online
✔ Maintaining Social Connections
✔ Managing Finances
I previously installed new flappers in the toilets. Today i installed a new seat on the downstairs. Shopping for a new seat for the upstairs. Changing the filters and cleaning the floors. Getting rid of some more junk.
Maybe part of the confusion around me with the whole "is he gay or is he straight" thing is that I am told that in part due to past experiences (from what I understand) I have developed in a non-gender conforming way. This may explain why I picked a female internist beyond just the fact that I was having a bad experience with MDs. Beyond the fact that she reminds me of a childhood friend. I was definitely having trouble with male practitioners. There are risks for a male having a female practitioner. But male-male isn't always the answer. Not to me. To me, it does not make sense, the rigid gender dictation. And I like my internist. She's kind. I do not do well with rigid gender enforcers. We tend to go at each other. That does not make sense to me.
Skye came to me when I was 17. She was there to help me. When I was alone, I always had Skye. She was quiet. She listened and gave me the words I needed. She was gentle and kind. Wise. Like an angel. I didn't tell anyone about Skye until I was 39, I think. But I put her in my stories. I put her in The Keepers of the Dragon, some stories I wrote when I was a teenager.
I feel like I have to remind myself daily to not expect people to understand. Just like some of the things I heard on Crisisline, SH, and JV seemed beyond understanding, there are parts of my life that other people might not understand. I can't expect understanding. What I can do is to keep my business to myself in the real world. The whole "don't spread your trauma" thing that MIP was going on about. I've got to focus on my writing and on getting my business going and finding someone. I can't afford distractions. I trust the outpatient team. That's enough.
I've tried playing around with Ryter a bit, but so far I'm not thrilled. I feel that it dilutes my voice and makes me sound bland. I think it will be more helpful for when I have a passage that I know only very basics of what I want. In that case it can give me something to work with and fine tune into what I'm really trying to say. But as far as refining or editing what I already have or completely coming up with something from scratch, that's not what it does for me.
The thing about Clozapine is that it numbed me out really good. Which had both positive and negative effects. It desensitized me so that I wasn't as aware. Which is bad. But made me numb to so many negative emotions. Long term, it was not working. I wasn't processing and developing the keenness of insight that I needed to be effective.
Hydroxzine is an antihistamine used for anxiety, sedation, and allergies. The doctor said that I can take as little as 25 and as much as 100mg for anxiety. I find that 100 puts me to sleep but 25 barely touches it. For me, the sweet spot is right between 50 and 75. When I'm overwhelmed, that amount helps bring me back into flow. I like it because unlike the benzos, to my knowledge there is no notable addictive quality, no cognitive decline, and it doesn't disinhibit behavior the same way.
Ah, Social Security. I remember what they based my disability off of. They called it Psychosis NOS (Not Otherwise Specified). Now they occasionally try to call it Bipolar, but they disagree on the typing. They don't recognize the differences. But Dissociation is based on life events that cause your brain to disconnect from reality.
Sometimes when I get really angry, I disconnect. And it looks like Psychosis. Fortunately, I recognize the disconnect. I recognize the extreme ideas as such. I stop myself from acting on extreme ideas. It's like "shutting down". Some people find it funny. They like to laugh at my pain. It makes them feel big and powerful. Such people are pathetic and sadistic. Others can recognize that such things are inappropriate. They react with more compassion and intelligence.