Can I have some?

welcome to my blog.

a place to post. a place to eat oreos. a place to vent. a place to heal.

i started this blog so i could use a different outlet besides munching on fattening oreos. as if that has done any good... *mind wanders to oreo package in the house...*

then i realized that oreos can be semi symbolic. if you are are that crazy about oreos that is. which... i am.

eating oreos is therapeutic for me. when i am struggling or when i need a pick me up. they have chocolate. and sugar. both of which help lift my mood. not to mention that i eat them soaked with milk, which is my miracle drink.

i post my posts to not only get stuff out. there may be people who read my blog who have been in the same kind of situations as i have. i hope reading them and knowing that others have gone through things like i have, will be to you what eating oreos does to me.


and yes. i didn't capitalize anything in here. i just felt like it. deal with it.


munch up.

Saturday, January 19, 2008

Anniversary

Yesterday and a couple of days before that I had not so good days. Even two days ago wasn't a good day either. I was really frustrated about it cause I didn't know why I was having down days. I just was. Yesterday was the day of my counseling appointment. She pointed out that for whatever reasons, anniversaries bring out sadness or gladness depending on the anniversaries. I didn't even realize until then that yesterday was the anniversary of Little Angel's funeral. Plus it was "that time of the month" again, and that didn't help things. My sub-conscious was aware of the date, and now that I remember, tried to remind me of it, but I wouldn't let myself think about it for too long.

I guess that I didn't want to be aware of it, but I can't really control my sub-conscious not be aware if it wants to. After I knew the cause of my depression, I was a little more elated. Only because I was so upset for not knowing why I was so down in the first place. I had even turned my emotions off so I couldn't feel anything (for the most part). I didn't even realized how bad I truly looked until Rocket Scientist said that I looked really depressed. I was shocked that he was saying that I was looking really bad, because I didn't feel as bad as he was suggesting from my looks. Thus, my emotions were turned off, or at least turned down.

I hope that any other anniversaries won't be so hard to get over. Now that I know what was cause of that I might be able to get through it better. Anyway, I'm on Rocket Scientist's computer now. My computer died in the middle of writing this. Thank goodness for Google huh? I only lost a sentence! Crazy huh? Rocket Scientist is going to take his apart now and test the parts of my computer. Anyway, I just wanted to say thanks for all of the support that I have gotten from you all all this time. You are all such wonderful people!

1 comment:

Eric said...

Hey, Shay, thanks for being open about all this - I've been wondering how you've been. You're in my prayers.