I majored in Economics so I’m fairly familiar with the term Great Depression. But let me talk about the great depression of the other kind. The kind where you can’t find the motivation to crawl out of bed, the kind where you’re mood and reaction to everything is “meh”, the kind that zaps away your interest in your existing hobbies and the kind that makes you in an internal battle with your own mind.
I was reading an article about being unemployed while having depression and it reminded me of where I was a few months back but it also reminded me how blessed I am for everything to work out in the end.
Here’s my two cents on (fun)employment and depression.
Here’s some Raya anxiety anecdotes and how to overcome them. Whenever the fasting month ends, most people get excited by the fact Eid is coming up. Well, not me.
I’m not a very festive person to begin with and anxiety plays a huge role in shaping me to be so. (Also, the fear of being hit by those “pop-pop” fire cracker thingys is immensely real).
Eid, or Hari Raya in fact any festivity involves a large group (read: crowd) and you know how I feel about crowds.
Pre-shrink days and way before dropping 300 bucks bi-weekly, I would consider myself as a ball of anxiety and there was nothing more I wanted than a Xanax prescription. Well, I got more than I bargained for because aside from the most coveted Xanax, I received four other prescriptions: Rivotril, Tranpam, Apo Quetiapine and Lexapro. Yea I know, much science. Receiving a C+ in Chemistry doesn’t help in identifying half of what I’m supposed consume but from my knowledge, Lexapro is an anti-depressant and the fact that I’m taking it officially makes me a “Lexabro” (soz I had to make that joke, also good to know these pills haven’t killed my sense of humour or lack thereof). The rest according to the doctor were meds to calm me so I can sleep with zero thoughts when my head hits the pillow.