Happy Monday, dear readers, friends, and followers. As I stated some posts ago I decided to check into a clinic in order to tackle my depression and I finally did end of august. I was so ready to make this step since I really couldn’t help myself anymore. Leaving the house was painful, I was introduced to panic attacks, things felt so incredible unbearable that I couldn’t wait to get there. I’m 3 weeks into it at this moment and will introduce to you what it feels like to get this kind of help.
August 22. last day at home before start of therapy. I didn’t know anything about what will happen at the clinic. I was very scared and tried to brighten up my day with a delicious bowl of fruit and joghurt.
August 23. Check in day. This painting is in one of our rooms in the clinic and strength and courage is just what it takes to make this. The first day was pretty ok though exhausting. Meeting all patients, the doctors and nurses, the pretty bad food, my schedule… all this was overwhelming and also stressful.
August 24. I’m not staying overnight but my day there starts at 8:15 am (and ends by 3:30pm) and since I’m not a morning person that was very difficult to accept. i wasn’t sure i could handle to be up so early (I actually can).
August 25. I became a patient but also a runner. Almost every day after a long day of group therapy, occupational therapy and all kinds of other treatments I hit the gym and run for at least 4 miles. I’ve never felt better.
August 26. First night out in public after long months of staying home. It was too crowded and too loud and I didn’t feel comfortable at all. I had to leave early and go home. I was told this is something I have to practice again and this postcard reminded me that i’m glad to be home and safe.
August 27. Our day is filled with program and meetings but we do still have some time in between and I started to stitch to keep myself busy. It’s relaxing and soothing but I can still join conversations and participate in our daily togetherness.
I realized that it’s very hard for people to understand what’s going on when someone’s mental health is damaged and what therapy can do for you. I hope I can teach you a little bit with my little show and tell lessons. There will be more.
Have a wonderful week and don’t stress yourself too much. Hugs and kisses. L