I'm back.
My painting...well I use primarily watercolor but I like mixing things up a little so some of my stuff has a little acrylic and some oil pastels and even a little colored pencil from time to time. I do a lot of trees and roads and rivers, stuff like that. Rather lonely landscapes but interesting enough, I am drawn to lots of color and brightness. My psychologist says it's because deep down underneath the illness, I want to be that kind of person. (Couldn't prove it by me.)
Lately I'm much more into abstract, modernistic stuff with lots of movement and texture. I'll never win any awards but I like 'em.
Yeah, I've gotten pretty good at masking my illness but I do have to say that how I'm feeling today is actually approaching normal, whatever that is. It's such a relief. And it's terrifying because I know that another bad spell will come eventually. Every time I wonder if I'm going to get through it. This last one was so bad.
I'm fortunate, I don't have any side effects that I know of when I'm on the meds except a little tiredness from the anti-anxiety meds. But when I quit for that week, I had headaches like you wouldn't believe and was climbing the walls. Real smart when I was already in the pits. I put on weight when I first went on meds a few years ago (and I was big to begin with) and I haven't lost what I gained which is frustrating. Oh well.
I'm kinda thinking that this website is really fizzling out. Hope not. I know we're not supposed to give out e-mail addresses but if it looks like something is going to happen, I'll try to give you mine.
I've never been in the hospital...came really close on a couple of occasions.
Well, my final went OK today but I am beat. I think I may just go and take a little nap.
Take care! -- Kendy
It doesn't freak me out that we connect. Isn't that the whole point? :)