I too am not a bit tamed—I too am untranslatable

I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world.


burnout/tune-up

It’s been struggle city here lately in Kirsten land, specifically in the area of mental health.

Maybe the pregnancy hormones are the real culprit here, but does the root cause matter when I’m experiencing such mental anguish? I haven’t been able to regulate my emotions for months and I become irrational and borderline hysterical at the drop of a hat.

I don’t remember the last time I felt really, truly happy. Sure, I smile and laugh sometimes, but there’s nothing of substance there.

I don’t get much done at work these days. I avoid and procrastinate and freeze instead. There’s a mountain looming over me and I feel sure it’ll come crashing down soon.

Got a new PCP today. He’s upping my Zoloft and referring me for ADHD testing.

I’m trying to let myself feel the little bit of hope that’s struggling to break through the fog in my head. It’d be nice to feel some semblance of normalcy again.

This post is all over the place.

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