It’s Water Wednesday! This is your reminder to wet your plants!
This is also a reminder, that I think many of us need, that you do NOT need to survive on good vibes and positive thinking alone.
I personally take Celexa and Zoloft on a daily basis, to at least keep me on an even playing field with those who don’t have a mental illness. I started in high school, I dropped to the minimum dose while pregnant, and bumped things way up postpartum.
These are different times though. These are.. almost 6 months of.. so much.
Especially for us.
Statistics say that moms have been forced to leave jobs to be home with school/daycare- free kids at a very disproportioned rate compared to dads. I saw a poll illustrating the overwhelming number of moms admitting to crying at least once a week, since quarantine started. And moms are seeking medical help to deal with stress, anxiety and depression, at a pretty shocking rate.
That last part is good though, I think. Not that so many of us are feeling COMPLETELY fucked, but that so many of us are able to admit it, and ask for help.
At least once a day I see a ‘motivational’ post (often, not from a person with kids) suggesting deep breaths, or a hot bath, or this new online workout class (at a discounted rate!!), or a reminder that ‘you can do it!’ But honestly, sometimes that’s fucking not enough.
I have a prescription for Ativan, to take as needed. I used to fight to ‘need’ desperately, feeling as though taking it was admitting a failure. Fighting against something that’s proven to help, though? That’s exhausting. And a waste of time.
So! Here it is - a (long winded) reminder that needing the extra help, whatever that may be for you, especially right now, doesn’t make you any less worthy of celebration for just fucking surviving today. Mmk?