On Memorial Day I decided that Adderall’s Risk/Benefit ratio wasn’t paying off. I knew I’d have a rough couple of days and I did. The first four were miserable, both physically and mentally. I sweat so much I couldn’t believe it.
I’ve been depressed ever since. Depression is an odd thing. Anhedonia (the inability to feel pleasure) is even weirder.
But in my 25 years of being bipolar, I have a war chest full of coping strategies to make this syndrome a little more tolerable.
I’m going to do a ‘top ten’ list tomorrow. Today, despite the fact that I have a broken toe, I’m going take a short walk and try to get sunshine in my eyes. I broke my toe 12 weeks ago and haven’t been able to exercise. I think exercise would help me get some traction on my mood. It will be interesting to see if I enjoy it.
From what I see on the internet, this withdrawal/depression syndrome can last as long as a year. I’m going to have to make the best of it!! And if I ever do recover, it will make a great chapter for a book.
I know that I have something to say on the business of bipolar disorder, but haven’t figured out just how to say it!