Writer’s Block.

I have been a basket case since April 14th. After stopping my SSRI for a month, I had no choice but to go back. The stress of my Dog in the ER, new house, jury duty and my job….my mind was completely distracted. I couldn’t concentrate. My anxiety level was through the roof and I couldn’t take it anymore. I felt like crying every day. I haven’t been sleeping well either. I’ve been waking up in a sweat. I have these weird dreams, feeling super hot and breaking a sweat. A/C is on full blast and I wake up shivering. What is going on with me? 42 is too young to start pre menopause.

So I had no choice. Back to Prozac. It’s been a full week since taking it and I am slowly feeling like my old self again. I can work in peace. Handle daily stress and stay focused on what’s important. I guess if it really helps me, I shouldn’t feel bad about it.

Anyways, I’m in a major funk and have no idea what to write about. Usually my head has tons of ideas. I still feel shattered. I’m feeling better and yet…not quite back to myself again. Smiling on the outside, feeling a little nuts on the inside.

I just need to get passed this month and bounce back in May.

“Writing about writer’s block is better than not writing at all.”—Charles Bukowski

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