Troy Davis was executed in Georgia at 11:08 pm last night. I am not opposed to the death penalty. In fact, I strongly believe in the death penalty, when properly applied. And I can’t help but think that in the case of Troy Davis, it was not.
It’s been a month since I left my emotionally abusive boyfriend. I’ve had to deal with him a few times since then, and things went from bad to worse. It all ended with a massive blow up that has led to me permanently removing him from my life.
I saw my doctor this morning. I am back on meds for my depression, and have also been diagnosed with anxiety this time. The meds for my depression should help with the anxiety as well. I took my first pill this morning. I began feeling better within just a couple of hours. My thinking was much more clear and focused. My thoughts were not quite so depressed and scary. I’m not 100% yet, that’ll take a couple weeks, but I’m better.
I have been treated for depression twice in the past. I’m getting ready for round three. I didn’t want to do this, but I don’t really see any other option at this point. This time, I’ve been depressed for at least a year, maybe longer. It’s hard to pinpoint precisely when it started. It’s been hanging over me for a very long time, I know that much. I’ve told no one, which seemed like a good idea, but now I think I was wrong.
My boyfriend and I have been together for about 14 months now. We’ve felt incredibly compatible since day one, and always had a lot in common. Our relationship has certainly had its rough spots, rather large ones at times, but we’ve both always been very determined to work through them and get beyond them. We love each other very much, and we know that what we have is worth fighting for.
So, today is my 32nd birthday. I’ve joked a lot lately with my boyfriend and friends about how I won’t admit my age anymore or that I’m going to start going backward from now on. But the truth is, I’m really not all that unhappy about being 32. My life has not turned out at all the way I thought it would, and although there are tiny things I wish were different, overall I wouldn’t change it.
So, I just joined Modern Mom today. I figured I’d make my first blog entry pretty simple; just a little introduction of myself and my life. Let’s see…where to start. I’m about to turn 32 (I don’t like that number; let’s swap it around!.) I have 2 sons, ages 9 and 7. They both have ADHD, and I suspect my 7 year old also has some sort of sensory integration disorder.