I damn near lost it at work yesterday afternoon. The feeling of despair kept growing all
day and by mid-afternoon I was ready to start crying. I knew if that started the
uncontrollable sobbing would be right behind. Now that would have made a nice scene at
work. I walked away from my desk for a bit, took an anxiety pill and fought back the
tears. When I returned to my work I was still having trouble focusing so I took another
half of an anxiety pill. To explain this anxiety medication, it is fairly strong and I
usually take only half a tablet at a time. By the last half hour of work I was settled down
but right at 5:00 I bolted out of there. The anxiety medication did its trick but as I
said it is powerful. By the time Sue got home I was relaxed to the max. I am sure Sue was
a bit worried so I did try to explain what was going on. But I do not believe anyone
except my therapist really understands the full extent of my depression. I ended up
crawling my butt to bed early, and slept the whole night through. I am merely trying to
document this incident. I have no words of wisdom (as if) to add to what happened this
time.
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