I have kept this blog dormant for quite a while now, which I really feel lousy about. Luckily for me, it has been for all the right reasons. My life has changed considerably and kept me very busy.
After bringing a shitty contract with an abusive employer to a necessary end and having worked three jobs at the time throughout the month of June to bridge the gap, I am now very content with my new placement. Knock on wood, may it continue to go as well as it has begun.
Another source of stress is the disappearance of three of our pets, probably at the hands of a sociopath neighbor who had actually menaced us with “doing something” to them. We would love to denounce him, but unfortunately we have neither proof nor witnesses other than ourselves. Not knowing what happened to your little friends, nor where they are and how they are doing, weighs heavily on the heart. So does the inability to do anything about it.
Close friends have moved out of the country, but I hope to keep up contact with them – after all, this is the age of the internet! Hopefully, my partner and I will be able to visit them at some point. I do miss them.
I have even “survived” a reunion with close relatives without the feared psychological breakdown and without seeing anyone, including myself, resort to the dysfunctional patterns of behavior that have spoiled family meetings in the past.
My beautiful partner has supported me through all the changes and his part in everything having come out so positively is major.
I still have nasty nightmares on most nights. It had become better for a while, but they have returned. My subconscious keeps bringing up topics it wants to process and apparently fails at it, making another attempt the next night, and so on. In spite of this, I seem to get enough rest. I am productive at work and creative in my spare time, and enjoying both. My cognitive performance and concentration levels are fine.
A big setback, though, is that I am pretty much back to my original weight. It’s not like I have been binge-eating or anything. It has just come back on. Seven pounds lost, seven pounds gained. At least I am not heavier than I used to be. Still, I am frustrated at how I look. I have always had issues with certain body parts, as most people do, but these weak spots seem especially annoying now that I am not in my best possible shape. Back to square one! I’ll have to devise a good workout-plan.
Since my last post, I have not made any new modifications to my medication regimen. I decided that too much was going on to risk any additional instability. Today I’ve begun to lower my Sertraline dose. I have been taking 100 mg in the mornings for a few months, which is 30% less than the original dose. My next aim is to go down to 75 mg, which would be half of the original amount. Once this is achieved, I will follow up with the Quetiapine. I am confident it will work out. However, my partner will have a watchful eye on me and tell me if I act even weirder than I normally do.
I’ll be in touch.