I do have to get my rear to bed, which I will…shortly. I know I’m due for a post here, plus some things I’d like to well write out. Maybe.
I have a tendency to think I should only post about the more positive things. Which I guess is dumb. I guess I shouldn’t care what people do think about I write here or not. Its really meant to be my little spot on the web and I shouldn’t be afraid of that, here or well…anywhere honestly. I lack confidence so I do struggle with that sort of thing. I’ve lost a lot of it over the last couple years, which I need to gain back. I guess really I should only care what I think of myself and well like God and Jesus.
But anyway…I’ve been struggling a lot over the last couple years. Some of it is confidence. Some is my constant worrying. I worry about every possible thing I can just about. And I don’t trust my answers. I tend to go to my mother, which is fine, but I rely too much on her. Its not good for either of us. Plus I know the answers by now, but I still don’t trust myself. And honestly in the end, worrying does nothing. But I just get scared something bad will happen if I don’t. I have ignored them at times, and I find I do better then, but I really have to fight to not ask my mom. This is actually why I’m on anti-depression medication mostly. Though I do suffer from depression as well. Sometimes its real bad, others not so much. I’ve always had issues with this, its just gotten worse the last couple years or so. I also have the tendency to fight against it sort of. I don’t let the medicine do its job. I almost look for things to worry about. I don’t want to…it just happens.
Some of it might be anxiety. I’m not sure really.
I’ve been going to a new doctor for the last few months. My other doctor mostly just gave me my medicine, this one includes a counselor. I’m not sure what I think of it yet. I have a real hard time talking to them. I tend to be quiet and shy, plus I feel like she’ll judge me. Which I know I shouldn’t…her job is to help me.
I’ve been meditating on and off over the year. Mostly on, which I do find helps sometimes. Sometimes more then other times. I do enjoy that.
I’m sure no one is interested in this stuff, but like I said before I really shouldn’t care about that should i? Honestly it wasn’t exactly a entry I was planning…I just decided out of the blue to do it after pestering my mom with questions. She’s mostly patient with it, but…I need to rely on myself too. I guess…I just need to try harder, and fight it. I gotta be strong! Everything will be fine eventually.