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[bloodygranuaile]

Yesterday and today were both very weird days in their own ways.

Yesterday, had a pep rally for the field hockey team, which was just damn scary. Then went to the shrink, where was diagnosed with bipolar depression. Have been debating accuracy of diagnosis with various peoples since. Then went to swings, except (at six o'clock when it's nearly dark) there were still small children there. So went Jacobyhousing, which has become a vaguely wierd-feeling activity lately.

Today, got up at 7h30 and was supposed to be at Edward's by 8. >.< Got there at 8h15; not too bad. Was very happy when went filming; came back and watched Bowling for Columbine ("Take the skinheads bowling, take them bowling..."). That was all very much fun. Then started sinking a little into disconnected melancholy--not quite the same as depression somehow. Didn't want to go home so at about 3 started walking to Jacobyhouse, which solved disconnection a bit but made the melancholy slightly worse by focusing it. At four, went to swings because was about to start crying (and because was slightly bored). Have been attempting to get in touch with Ella since, both because I want to figure out what we're doing tonight (I am NOT staying home. Am NOT) and because I have a bunch of thoughts and worries I want to pour out to her and have her see whether or not I'm really crazy for having such bloody wierd emotions. Also need to hear a female voice that is not Jill Clayburgh singing in my head. Especially as song is "I Guess I'll Miss The Man", which contains the kind of logic that I'd always wanted to avoid but seem to have fallen into. Sigh.

I have a whole bunch of worries in my head that I for some reason am hesitant to post here and don't have a beginning to even if I weren't. Maybe I'll find a way to approach them some other time.

Sigh.

-Claudia

Comments

[jenlittlebottom.livejournal.com]

Eh, any diagnosis is dodgy. Diagnosing mental illness is like trying to stuff an octopus into a shoebox - it just don't fit.

Only you can decide how you need to handle this - how you're going to handle it. That's not to say that lots of people can't (and they will, oh they will) give you lots of advice.

So here's mine, to be taken with a grain of salt: learn some kind of relaxation or meditation technique. Yoga is a good thing, but anything that involves breathing control will work. *shrugs* It works for me. You might find it helpful.

*huggles*

The Rogue Scientific Information Corrector

[agent-moody.livejournal.com]

"is like trying to stuff an octopus into a shoebox - it just don't fit"

Actually, octopi are very flexible, and it could be easily possible to stuff one into a shoebox. Also, not all octopi are big; some are very small and can be stuffed into a shoebox easily.

Anyway, I do agree with your statement about taking mental diagonses with suspicions. While the fact that many people dislike psychologists and psychiatrists may make people even more suspicious, it's still good to be wary of what they say.

*agrees wholeheartedly with the final assessment*

[pellafalas.livejournal.com]

I do believe this could be an excellent option. or whatever. but i would give it a try. is muy goodness. in many many ways.
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