It's a better morning so far. I woke up to copious rain. We needed it. The last few days had been a bit too hot for this time of the year.
My mood is improved too. I am feeling calmer. I'm not out of the woods yet, but I did not have a surge of anger when I was called a liar by my daughter after reminding her that last night I had asked her to wash her hair in the morning.
It's hard parenting a passive-aggressive, argumentative preteen...
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
A chronicle of self-loathing
Maybe that's what I need to turn this blog into. I probably would post more often, since I have a lot to say in that area.
It's hard, though. While I do not have many readers, this is not an anonymous blog. Old friends, people I work with could easily find it if they wanted to. Perhaps it's better to keep the lid closed on Pandora's box.
It's hard, though. While I do not have many readers, this is not an anonymous blog. Old friends, people I work with could easily find it if they wanted to. Perhaps it's better to keep the lid closed on Pandora's box.
Anger
What do I do with all this anger inside me?
It has been said to me that depression is anger turned inward. I am not so sure about that.
It has been said to me that depression is anger turned inward. I am not so sure about that.
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Saturday morning
It's been a while since I focus on my blog. The last posts have been published on autopilot, just so I would not feel guilty about completely abandoning the thing.
I have an aversion to pontificating, so I avoid commenting on political or current events. I have not been taking much pictures lately. And there's only so much exploration of feelings and moods one person can do. Thus, the quiet.
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My Saturday morning blog writing was just interrupted by Spanish-speaking people brandishing a special booklet from Watch Tower (Por qué usted puede confiar en la Biblia) and intent on recruiting me. Though polite, I was a bit short with them, and they got the message and left promptly.
I have an aversion to pontificating, so I avoid commenting on political or current events. I have not been taking much pictures lately. And there's only so much exploration of feelings and moods one person can do. Thus, the quiet.
[...]
My Saturday morning blog writing was just interrupted by Spanish-speaking people brandishing a special booklet from Watch Tower (Por qué usted puede confiar en la Biblia) and intent on recruiting me. Though polite, I was a bit short with them, and they got the message and left promptly.
Thursday, September 03, 2009
This (hormonal) life
This week has flown by quickly. It has been a busy time at work. It has also been weird in terms of my mood. I am anxious, irascible and short on patience. Also, I am not sure when will I start to see the effects of Metformin on my blood sugar levels. So far I have been taking it with dinner, and the only thing that has happened is that my stomach is upset the following morning. Maybe it's the new monitor, but when I measure my glucose levels, they do not look particularly good. Two days ago my fasting blood sugar was 131.
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