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Re: To get the board moving... FFFC
I cried so much yesterday that my eyes still hurt and are swollen today.
I am going through a long phase of depression and then this week I have PMS and then the whole work situation just wraps all of that up and shines a spotlight on it, turning me into a jellified mess of crazy.
Something so minor (and probably not even a thing other than in my own head) happened at work yesterday and my mind made it into this huge thing and all of a sudden I'm inconsolable and completely unable to control my thoughts and emotions, or make the recognition that I'm acting like an idiot and to calm down.
I have struggled with depression all of my life, and I've been able to handle it without assistance for almost 15 years now, and I'm not sure I can do that anymore. I told DH last night that I'm considering starting therapy again.
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I'm so sorry you are dealing with all of this. I hope things improve for you soon.
I'm sorry you're dealing with this. ((HUGS))
I had severe PPD after my daughter was born. I'd had mild depressive episodes in college but nothing prepared me for the PPD. It was the lowest point in my life and at the time I couldn't imagine feeling normal again. But therapy and meds helped tremendously. While my situation was different in that I knew I would reach an endpoint with therapy and meds, please know that there is absolutely NOTHING wrong with getting help. Mental health is so taboo and it makes me so sad that people are afraid to get the help they need.
If you ever want to talk let me know.
I'm really sorry to hear that laptop.
I never realized what a gigantic food snob I had become until I got in my car accident and all my friends brought me take out from restaurants because they were too afraid to cook for me. That sucked. So I'm struggling to find this balance of, why no I don't use coc soups and would you please pass the foie gras. It's much harder than you would think.
Plus, I judge the heck out of food snobs and I was the worst freaking one!
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I'm not afraid of the stigma, at all, and I agree with you there - yeah it's not a flameful confession, just a confession.
I'm afraid of ... other stuff.
Kevinslady - Whole Foods now carry little cardboard boxed CoC soups that don't contain all of the chemical crap in your standard non-snobby CoC fare - Pacific Naturals Foods. For when the snobby just need that delicious casserole, lol.
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((HUGS)) LTP.
My FFFC is that my dad sent me chocolate for Valentine's day (awwww!), and I have eaten entirely too much of it over the past few days!
Mine is more of a vent...
I've been at this job a week and I'm already sick to death of people thinking I'm not really working because I'm at home. The comments about how nice it must be to get all my cooking/cleaning/laundry/chores/errands done or about how every day is like a weekend are getting on my last nerve.
Yes, it's lovely to not commute in traffic. Yes, it's lovely to be home and comfortable, to wear whatever I please. But I've been home two days this week, I'm still in the early training phase (i.e. not swamped with deadlines and actual work to do) and I'm still busy the whole day. I'm not getting anything else done. I'm not watching TV or cleaning or running errands. I'm WORKING.
Sigh. Vent over.
And honestly, I find that I work more hours than many, as I'm available very early and after the work day and even over the weekends.
The thread I started on ML about self-worth is very interesting to read.
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I normally just lurk around here, but I wanted to say that I feel your pain. I've been working from home for 2 months now and I have to WORK. I've never even turned the TV on. Yesterday I told DH that I desperately needed a pedicure and wished I could find the time to get one, to which he replied "what are you talking about? You have more time now than you ever had when you worked in the office." This was shortly after he asked me if I was going to "get around to" the vacuuming this week. Grrrr.
and then was it shortly after that that you punched him in the face?
Interesting, thought-provoking discussion.
One thing you pointed out in that thread that jumped out at me was about phoning it in at work. That's a perfect way to describe my attitude toward my job. And when I keep getting really good performance reviews, it just reinforces my attitude that I can phone it in. But then I get angry at myself for not doing as good a job as I could/should be doing.
Okay, well then, off to actually earn my paycheck...
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I have a couple friends that work from home and they say the same thing! They work more hours on the days they are home as opposed to when they have to commute to an office for a day.
My guess is that these people are jealous at the fact you work from home.
Laptop - hugs!
So spurred on my some nesties saying it's too slow
, I posted a request for eggplant recipes. My confession is that I'm hoping no one posts with recipes for babaganush (or any of the other spellings). Why? Because it's so common here that I could, at 9:50pm, call a local grill and have some delivered in less than ten minutes. And I don't need to do that because I still have some in the fridge from yesteday's dinner delivery.
I'm sure it's also not really understanding what WAH means. I get that most people don't have the luxury so they don't understand it fully.
LTP: Big hugs. I struggled with depression my sophomore year of college and it was really bad. Depression is a deep, dark, ugly hole. I hope you find relief from all the pressures.
My FFFC is that I stupidly googled "two girls one cup" after the morning radio show talking about it NONSTOP all week. Yeah, I think I'm scarred for life. Like, seriously.
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You just can't unsee that.
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No joke - ahh. They talked about it so vaguely that I was like, "Okay, I get the jist..." but nooo way. Because um, there's just no way that kind of talk could be on the radio.
Withheld s*x. But close.
LOL!