I’m having a hard time blogging.
Perhaps it’s the current funk that I’m in.
Or perhaps that the sun outside is more enticing than plugging away at the keyboard.
Or perhaps I’m enjoying spending time in the moment with my son without thinking of possible blog subjects.
Or perhaps I’m daydreaming too much about my first poop in my newly renovated bathroom.
Or perhaps I’m enjoying curling up with my husband more than the light of an ipod at night.
Or perhaps I just have the serious case of a lazyness.
Whatever the reason is, I just don’t feel like writing or reading.
And it sucks because I love blogging. I love being a part of this awesome community. So I really have no idea why I’m feeling so irritated with it.
There are other things too that I have no desire to do like scrapbooking and reading books and hanging out with friends and heaven forbid shopping for my dream bathroom. (PS. I think if I’m dragged to Lowe’s one more time I may stab someone with measuring tape)
I feel like everything I do right now takes tremendous effort and a lot of mental coaxing like “Kim put down the Popsicle and get off your ass and take a shower”. I still have explosive unhealthy energy to do things just not the motivation to do them. Isn’t that weird? I’m like a sloth-like lump in my life right now.
I spoke to Dr. B about it and he thinks that the decrease in Cymbalta is the culprit and that it will eventually get better. If not, I have the choice to rough it out until it gets better or bump the dose back up. This is so frustrating. What to do? What to do?
I really just want to feel better and to be able to enjoy the things I love doing without feeling overwhelmed or irritated about doing it.
In the meantime, I think that I’m going to try to not force myself to do things that I don’t want to and just try to take one moment at a time. However, I will force myself to shower. You’re welcome Shawn and society.
If I am MIA from commenting on your blogs, I’m sorry. I’m not being a snob I promise. And I also promise that I will try my best to stop sounding like a Debbie Downer. You all are amazing readers and I thank you so much for sticking with me during these crappy times. You don’t even know how much I appreciate every single one of you.
What do you all do when you’re in a blog funk?
For those with bipolar 2, how long does it take for your medications to level out? And what the hell do you do with all this energy when you don’t want to do nothing at all?