Tuesday, June 4, 2019

I wish I had something interesting or new to report


Since I don't, I've felt it best to just keep quiet. It's not really so much fun documenting my failure at living life. I'm just going to curl up into my snail shell and suck on the side of a wall until I dry up and fall off.

Ok, I thought of this. My new supplements are actually doing something. I don't know how positive it is, though. I am mentally more, I dunno, "awake," if that's the right word? My insomnia has gotten worse, my ability to sense my own pain has diminished, and I'm unable to not think. I needed to find a remedy that just boosted my positivity, not one that made me a more energized negative person. 

I'm sure this is where CBT (cognitive behavioral therapy) is supposed to kick in.  Change the thoughts, change the programming. Change the programming, change your life. I'm just spinning my wheels with a turbo-charger attached.

So, that's the new thing. A slightly elevated level of energy with which to do my same boring-ass, mired in the mud routine. Like giving coffee to a drunk, you now have a wide awake drunk. So, giving energy boosting supplements to a depressed person, viola, a depressed person with ADHD. 

I do think they are helping my body work out some of it's issues with low metabolic function, though. My dry eye is actually improving slightly, along with the cysts on my conjunctiva. But the lack of sleep kind of defeats the overall health benefits. Kind of a short term fix, like caffeine or uppers. You can't sustain the energy level, and you wind up crashing or doing damage to your body.

I'll get back to you, if I'm not dead from over-winding and snapping my little rubber band. Or if I think of anything newsworthy to report, as in lifestyle improvements.

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