- Watch Studio C
- Watch stand up comedy
- Watch sitcoms
- Spend a day with my boys
- Play practical jokes on people
- Get tickled
- Watch people ice skate for the first time
- Watch Family Feud
- Get a pet
- Play HedBanz
I have a love/hate relationship with my antidepressant.
I forgot to take it yesterday.
Today I feel really dizzy. Confused. Irritable.
When I take them I don’t feel suicidal. At all. Ever.
I can’t put a price on that.
Before I’d have a fight with my wife. I’d leave. I’d think about ways to kill myself. I’d cry a lot.
I don’t have to deal with that anymore.
I hate that it takes a drug not to feel that way.
I hate that my doctor will only give me a three-month supply.
I hate that he demands that I make another office visit before he’ll give me more.
That doesn’t feel like freedom.
It feels like slavery.
I’ve thought about just quitting.
I tried it once. I went three days without it.
I was okay for a while. The last day I had a meltdown.
I was on a lower dose at the time.
I’ve thought about gradually reducing my dose. That’s what I’ll do when I decide to stop.
I think I need to wait until after my wife moves out with the boys.
I might even need a higher dose to get through that.
I hate this.
- My wife
- My boys
- My mom
- My friends
- My car
- The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints
- Being able to go to the Tabernacle Choir Christmas Concert
- My apartment
- My shoes
It’s a weird situation.
My wife told me almost six months ago she wants a divorce.
She was thinking about it a long time before that.
We still live together. We sleep in different rooms.
She hasn’t filed for divorce yet. She talks about it occasionally, though.
I’m not really in a hurry. I just wish I knew for sure what was going on.
I still think the world of her.
She has plenty of flaws. I’m sure she knows that better than I do.
She wanted to be with me when I could barely support myself.
She was supportive of me when I was laid off and couldn’t find another job.
She worked to support our family so I could go to college.
She forgave me the first time I told her I’d been lying to her and that I was addicted to porn.
She stayed with me when I told her I wasn’t going to finish my degree.
Best of all, she’s given me two sweet, wonderful little boys.
I hate that I hurt her. Again.
It hurts me to lose her.
Whatever happens though, I want her to be happy.
It’s my boys I worry about.
I’ve never been divorced before. Neither has my wife. But we’ve both been though painful breakups before and come out okay. We’ll both be okay this time, too.
My boys grow up in an intact home. Now that’s not going to happen for them.
I worry how their parents’ divorce will affect their ability to have good marriages of their own.
I worry about not being around to protect them. They’re not big enough to defend themselves against an adult.
I worry that if I’m not with them every day if will hurt our relationship. Will we be as close as we are now? Will we drift apart?
I worry about so many things.
Worrying won’t solve anything. All I can do at this point is the best I can.
I just wish it was better.
I try to be optimistic. I tell myself the future can be better than the present.
Sometimes it’s hard though.
Yesterday morning I was watching old family videos.
Wife and kids happy.
Now it’s coming to an end. That makes me feel depressed.
I wish I could go back and fix it. But I can’t.
I used to think about killing myself a lot. I’d have a fight with my wife and think “I can’t take this anymore!”
I rarely have those thoughts anymore. They still show up occasionally, though.
Therapy helps. Anti-depressants help. Thinking about how I can improve helps.
I still get depressed.
I don’t want to get divorced. It doesn’t seem like I have a choice, though.
But I can’t give up on life.
Don’t worry about finding the right person. Become the right person.
– Source Unknown
The first step to being the right person is loving yourself.
I’ve hated myself for a long as I can remember.
I’m working on loving myself now. I feel pretty good about myself now. I’ve got a lot of bad qualities, but there are a lot of good ones, too. I can work on the bad ones, and the good ones can always get better.
My relationships with my boys are more important than any romantic relationships right now. I’m a better father than I’ve been in the past, but there’s still plenty of room for improvement.
I’m not satisfied with a lot of things in my life right now.
I want to be able to go to the temple, and that’s not something I can do right now. I want to improve my spirituality and get to the temple.
I’ve been doing phone jobs for most of my life. I hate talking on the phone. I ‘m burned out and I really need to do something else.
I’m not healthy. I’m fat. I go for walks, but not every day. I don’t eat healthy. I’m on an antidepressant and blood pressure meds. I want to get off those.
I need to start reading books on a daily basis. I want to learn and develop new skills.
I want to be my own boss. I wants to build websites and make money from those.
I want to be able to afford to support myself, my wife and kids. I want my mom to be able to stop working.
I don’t feel like I have to self-actualize before pursuing a romantic relationship. I do want to get moving in the right direction and make some real progress first.
Making the changes I want will make me a different person. Someone who would fall in love with the man I am now wouldn’t fall in love with the man I want to become.
The woman I really want to marry is someone who’d love that guy.