So today started off way too early. I awoke at 4:30. I'm medicated, so I can sleep. How can I have such a small stature, and yet have so much resistance to medication? I tried to read a book on my phone. Yeah, I know reading from a screen Increases sleeplessness, but I don't have money to purchase books and the public libraries are closed. Consequently, all my reading is device related, as is my writing. I tried to read, but my attention wondered to dark places. Eventually, after an hour and a half, I went back to sleep. An hour later I was up for the day. Still feeling rather dark and depressed. I'm up and writing now.
I wish I could make the depression go away. I wish the medication would make me happy, not just anti-depressed. I can't fake it till I make it. I've tried that so many times before. It's not like I can choose to be happy. It doesn't work that way for me. Maybe that works for some, but, honestly, I think those folks who say they just choose to be happy, lie. My depression never goes away. I don't want depression, just like I don't want physical discomfort.
I'd love to treat this with a 12 step program. Yes, I'm powerless over depression, and my life has become unmanageable. But is there a power greater than myself and medicine that will restore my sanity?