If only I could sleep through these times, but since I can't I'm forced to cope with it. Far too often that means snapping at my husband and then apologizing for being in this state. It means taking more meds and escaping into the droning of the TV. It means I don't feel like doing anything, or going anywhere, or talking to anyone but my husband. It means I begin to feel like I'm wasting my life and then the guilt and sadness set in. The longer it goes on the worse I feel mentally and emotionally.
Okay so that's not exactly healthy coping but it is usually how these stretches go. I still go ahead and do the relaxation practices, stretching and such but it all feels empty and unproductive. I know it will pass eventually but that knowledge doesn't do much to stop it from wearing me down.
Do any of you go through these periods of times? How do you deal with it?
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