I have no title.

This isn't meant to be one of those woe-is-me posts. It's simple. I am depressed. I have Major Depressive Disorder. I have Dysthmic Disorder. I also am realizing that WordPress has changed their format slightly and it's bothering me to all hell. Yes, I feel alone. But I know I am not. However, when I … Continue reading I have no title.

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Testosterone, Electrodes, and Depression

Because I've been broke and at near-wit's end about my lingering untreated "emotional issues," over the past few years I've participated in a few clinical research studies.  I have been slightly less than desperate to make money as well as try new forms of treatment to see if anything would break through my stubbornness and alleviate some … Continue reading Testosterone, Electrodes, and Depression

I don’t have an eating disorder?

220. That is what the scale says. Either I need a new scale or I need new clothes. This time two years ago I was probably about 170. Even one year ago I was probably 190. So much regret. By September, 2014, I was 140. Most was loose skin, but I was happy to fit … Continue reading I don’t have an eating disorder?

The Psychometer of a Polarized Emotional State

I don't know what lies more: depression or happiness?  The only times I can feel validated to the outside world are when I am zombie-depressed.  I sleep, I mope, I cry, and I think about suicide for comfort.  But what about the other end of the spectrum?  When I actually experience "good" days? The other … Continue reading The Psychometer of a Polarized Emotional State