Tag Archives: anxiety/depression

Mental

“I know you have cancer, and I am sorry. Really, I am. I thought I had cancer once, and it was awful. But look, your cancer is really starting to make it hard on everyone around you. You never want … Continue reading

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I Donut Like Panic Attacks

I started a new job this week…well, that was the plan anyway. I worked half of a day on my first day, two days ago, because my cat got very very sick and we ended up having to put him … Continue reading

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How Did I Get Here? (Warning: I Went Free Form!)

I hope you don’t mind a little free-form, brain dump interjection into this victory month. My depression has been pretty bad this week, probably because I’ve had the week off work and didn’t set up any structured activities for myself. … Continue reading

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I Fought With a Dog’s Penis, and Eventually I Won

My job is difficult. I work as a veterinary technician in a small animal internal medicine specialty clinic, and despite what you might have heard about veterinary jobs consisting of “playing with puppies and kittens all day,” it is a … Continue reading

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Writer Spotlight: The Bloggess

I hope we all know that depression tells us lies, and the lower we feel, the stronger the lies become. Depression will tell us that we are worthless, we are alone, we are ineffective, our lives don’t have purpose, and … Continue reading

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The Unit: Adult Ward 4

I spent the remainder of my psychiatric hospital stay, after the initial hours in the triage ward (a.k.a. Suicidal Warehouse, in my head), in an adult unit with the inspirational name Adult Ward 4. I would come to learn, in … Continue reading

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The Unit: Waiting Out Suicide Watch

I sat in my partially reclining chair (which gave me some lingering back pain as a souvenir) under my scratchy bleached blanket through the night while time inched along at a snail’s pace. In the rare moments of quiet that … Continue reading

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The Unit: Checking In To 24 Hour Suicide Watch

The ambulance pulled around to the back entrance to the psych hospital, and my panic level was off the charts. My pulse was fast and I could see it shaking my eyeballs. My BP was so high that I may … Continue reading

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