Tomorrow I have an appointment with the doctor who told me I
was bipolar 8 years ago. At the time I thought he was crazy and ran away. Turns
out I was the one that was crazy. My decision to seek him out and find him
again was in one of my down times when I was just sick of riding this
rollercoaster. And more than ever I’m looking forward to my future and seeing
that I’m going to need to be a bit more stable if I want to make a family work.
So I thought I’d prepare some speaking points so I don’t
spend all of my valuable expensive time rambling about how much I hate my job
right now.
-I turned 30 – I now feel a sense of urgency to be happy,
make something of myself and make an impact.
-I’m scared as hell that I’m going to pass this crazy on to
a baby or just be an awful mother.
-My work that has always been stressful is now not
rewarding. Long hours, all the responsibility, no acknowledgment, feeling
alone.
-I am drinking too much.
-Is there a drug I can take just when I need it? I’m an
expert on self-medicating.
That should lead me to enough to talk about.
I’m nervous and excited and I want to go to the library when
I’m finished, or just walk around Oakland.
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