College Coffee Kids MN, Mental Health, Depression, Anxiety

I hate waiting. And that’s what you have to do when you start a new medication. Wait. Wait for side effects. Wait for some little sign that maybe, just maybe, this one will be the last one. The one that finally works.

I read somewhere (can’t remember where) that the point of treating depression is to get into remission. Remission means you are back to the way you were before the depression.

See, that’s a problem for me. I don’t remember a time when I wasn’t anxious or depressed. But the new doctor I saw this a few days ago said that because I don’t have a point of reference, I have to decide what “normal” feels like for me.

Basically, I just want to be able to keep up with my kids, get regular exercise, and feel like I have a purpose.

Between the DBT and Group, individual therapy, medication, and things I’m doing on my own (like journaling every single day – and I haven’t missed one since I started on my 32nd birthday {May 25}), I hope to make progress. That’s all I can do – work hard and hope.

College Coffee Kids MN, Mental Health, Depression, Anxiety

Estée Janssens