I'm about to go for my first acupuncture appointment! Of course I'm not depressed right now - I've tried to express my depression to therapists before and felt feeble and inadequate at being able to get across the desperation I feel since I'm not feeling it RIGHT then. I always end up feeling rather cheerful at the time of the appointment, and I don't get much help. My Park Avenue therapist pretty much chalked me up to White Girl Problems and gave me whatever antidepressant samples he had in his desk drawer. I'm not kidding.
So I'm optimistic. I've heard a lot of good things about acupuncture, and it's 180 degrees from anything else I've tried. Hopefully things will start looking up and I can go back to funny clown blog town, which I prefer!
Speaking of which, someone very close to me disapproves of me blogging, finding it very self involved and narcissistic. I think/worry about this when I talk about my problems, but I'm inspired by my awesome friend over at A Splendid Endeavor (an awesome blog chronicling Mariah's health problems and struggles along the way to having her first child) . This is not narcissism. We don't do this because we think the world needs to read about how awesome we are (though we are DEEPLY awesome). We do it because we're different people with different stories, and all of us can help and appreciate each other. Plus I don't know about you, but getting stuff out of me head where it's been circulating for freaking AGES helps a LOT. I'm not looking for a book deal here, kids. Cake Wrecks I ain't.(/digression)
Hee hee. Cake Wrecks. I love them.
I'll let you know how it goes!