A personal journal about living with OCD, Anxiety, and Depression. Hopefully my writing will give me an outlet to express my feelings and help me get better so that I may live a healthier, more normal life. I also hope that if anyone suffering from this stumbles upon this site that it will help them as well. Your feedback is IMPORTANT to me so feel free to comment please. Thanks....
Sunday, November 23, 2014
The Inevitable
Yesterday was the pits. But I always knew in the back of my mind that this day would rear its ugly head back at me with a vengeance. Yesterday I felt as though my OCD, anxiety, depression, and bipolar disorders were just midway before I'd started seeing a psychiatrist and psychologist. I'm not for certain what triggered it but I was a nervous wreck. I felt extreme fear and paranoia which is no fun at all. I have been drinking coffee a lot lately and caffeine is definitely trigger. All I know is that I've been strapped for cash and under the wire paying the bills for so long that it keeps me stressed out. So anyway, yesterday I kept on thinking that there was a bill I had overlooked paying on time.
I made a payment arrangement with Laclede Gas Co for the downstairs gas bill. I live in a 2-family flat with my best friend, Nick. I noticed a statement saying that we needed to pay $100.00 by the 18th of November. I immediately went into panic mode. I took Nick to work so that I could pay that bill before they turned our gas off. Then when I got home, I called Laclede Gas Co just to make sure they knew I paid the bill so they wouldn't turn the gas off. It was too early to speak with a representative so I used the automated system.
To my surprise, I had already paid the $100.00 last week so I didn't need to pay that. Now we owe $.17 cents on the gas bill which in a way is good but in another it's bad because I could have used that money to pay more on my vehicle note darn it! So I came home and wrote out a check for the vehicle note and made out a small shopping list for the Thanksgiving Day holiday. I hadn't taken any of my medications yet and was as nervous as a whore in church. I kept saying to myself, " You've only got 3 places to go. The cigarette shop, the post office, and the grocery store." I was so screwed up that I forgot to bring my punch card in at the cigarette shop and forgot to use my Schnucks teammate discount card at the grocery store.
Yeah, yesterday was a rough day. But it's over now. I woke up to a brand new day. I didn't kill myself. All is well.......
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