As the new year began, I thought I would try to slowly lower my anxiety and depression meds.
I mean, 2020 is over. We are about to get a new president. A covid vaccine is being administered. 2021 has to be a better year.
Well, clearly I am an idiot for making those assumptions.
The new year began with an accidental flooding of our hot tub room. My husband was adding some water to the tub and FORGOT! So, it began to overflow. The mess even reached our kitchen floor. Our basement was raining. My favorite part is that my 11 yo son SAW the flooding and didn’t tell us. Why?? Because he was mad at us of course! So why not let the house flood?!
Right before the new year we ended up opening our home to a former foster daughter who found herself homeless. She is in her 20s now, and is fresh out of jail. She is dealing with the forced sobriety jail offered, and living with us to resist temptation. No car, suspended license, with no way to go anywhere without permission is helping her be sober. Her drug of choice is meth.
I am not sure how long she will be here. It already seems longer than I thought. She has to serve a few days more in jail soon, a consequence from a different charge that she is being revoked on. Then, a job will be mandatory so she can save for a place of her own.
This, of course means contact with the outside world, and possible covid exposure. Our family has been really careful about isolation. Everyone has been working from home. One person runs all errands. Masks, sanitizer, and more sanitizer. So the idea of someone working outside the house is super stressful.
We had an attack on our Capitol building, and our democracy. Unprecedented mayhem and controversy.
My 11 yo threw things at a kitten in our home. He acknowledged knowing he could have injured or even killed the kitten. But, damn it, that cat was getting too close to his legos.
My mother entered full kidney failure and spent a week hospitalized with no visitors due to covid restrictions. Since, she has had 5 more minor surgeries for ports and things needed for dialysis. She now goes several times a week or she will die.
So…just sayin it was a stupid time for me to assume I would handle life better and should go off medication. But…here we are, and I am now not taking any anxiety or depression meds.
I did however, decide to try a few natural aides to help. I am not taking anything consistently though.
2021 has not been easy so far. I feel like the build up to a better year was bullshit.
I am very much looking forward to President Biden, and VP Harris taking office.
I am also hoping for Trump and his accomplices to find themselves a prison cell soon.
While the year started a bit crazy, I am still hoping it will work itself out and be great.
Cheers to no meds, and 2021!