One year ago, I took myself to the doctors, thinking I was having a resurgence of the anxiety and depression I’ve battled all my life.
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Took a walk to the seafront and built pebble towers as the sun set. (Videos in stories if you like your waves moving. ) *Deep breath* I haven't been very well recently. For once I looked it full in the face and took myself to the doctor and I'm working (excruciatingly slowly) at putting myself back together. I'd kind of like to say more about it all, but I'm finding words a bit wriggly and hard to pin down at the moment. So I won't try today. #whpthankful for time and space to heal, and for understanding and supportive family. And for the sea and sunsets. #fb
It took a while, but turned out the problem was actually an underactive thyroid, I wrote about it a couple weeks ago.
So what’s the problem now? Because I’m exhausted, anxious and depressed again, and I don’t know why.
I guess I probably should see if I can get my bloods checked again. Just in case the thyroid is drifting down again. And I should make sure I’m taking my multivitamins in case vitamin D is implicated again. And maybe I should increase my fluid intake in case my blood pressure is too low (we’ve POTS in the family, it makes you reevaluate fluids and salt).
But once I’ve done all those things, what next? I can try yet harder with creative endeavours (daily blogging is a pretty good start) and make sure I get outside as often as possible but when life is like wading through mud what do you do to lift your spirits?