Then I caught myself thinking, several times, "Yes, I'm hungry, uncomfortably so, but why should I bother to eat when I'll just get hungry again anyhow in a few hours? I'll be hungry then regardless of whether I eat now, so it's really not worth the trouble to eat."
oh god, i so know this one. i've been in really bad shape lately, and i'm sorry to hear you've been going through such a bad patch as well -- in all seriousness, the last few months the only thing keeping me alive has been the thought that someone needs to take care of my kitties. (and more recently, the thought that it would do irreparable harm to the friends i'm staying with for them to find my body.)
i'm glad you were able to make the connection between those feelings and the medication, and hopefully your doctors will be able to find something that will be more helpful for you. i wish i knew what else to say. you and i know just how hopeless the quest for spoons can feel better than most people, and if i weren't so depressed and cynical right now, i'd try to say something encouraging, but i can't really manage it at the moment.
and now i will stop, before i turn this into a long rant on my own current state of miserable despair. hang in there, glenn-glenn. you and me, we both have friends who give a shit, even if we can't always see it, and they'd mind a lot if we weren't around.
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oh god, i so know this one. i've been in really bad shape lately, and i'm sorry to hear you've been going through such a bad patch as well -- in all seriousness, the last few months the only thing keeping me alive has been the thought that someone needs to take care of my kitties. (and more recently, the thought that it would do irreparable harm to the friends i'm staying with for them to find my body.)
i'm glad you were able to make the connection between those feelings and the medication, and hopefully your doctors will be able to find something that will be more helpful for you. i wish i knew what else to say. you and i know just how hopeless the quest for spoons can feel better than most people, and if i weren't so depressed and cynical right now, i'd try to say something encouraging, but i can't really manage it at the moment.
and now i will stop, before i turn this into a long rant on my own current state of miserable despair. hang in there, glenn-glenn. you and me, we both have friends who give a shit, even if we can't always see it, and they'd mind a lot if we weren't around.