Loss of Control

I am fighting depression. I will win, there is no doubt of that in my mind. However, depression has entered and is lying on the couch with me eating. It is looking in the mirror and crying with me.

How I used to cope with life is by working out and doing cardio. I would go to the gym 5 days a week and feel great doing it. It made me so happy. It made me love life. It was my "thing". Another thing I used to love doing was taking great care of my dog. I used to love taking her for long walks and giving her lots of attention. Yet another thing I loved was my hair. It was my security blanket and that too is gone. Not to mention that my hair is going to be shaved for the 3rd time for my next surgery. Yes it will grow back but all these things have been simultaneously taken from me. I have 6 snakes. They too are being neglected. I am not able to take care of my pets properly because I have a limited amount of energy and also the depression is not helping.

I feel so insecure sometimes. I want to go to the mall today which is about 15 minutes from here but I am a bit apprehensive about it. I dont know. I spend my weekends in my house and thats not good. Sometimes I am obligated because I am not well enough to go out but right now I am feeling fine. That could change at any minute. You never know when those weird feelings are going to show their ugly face and that in itself is nerve wrecking.

Well I have a lot of issues to sort out. I think it is because so much is unresolved in my life. It is the uncertainty of the outcome of all this. Will my MRI come out clear at the end of February or will there still be swelling? What will be done if there is swelling? Will I have to go back on those incapcitating steroids? Will I have my surgery to cover the hole in my head in March? That is a HUGE weight to carry around. A HUGE WEIGHT. That is why I am falling apart and gaining weight and using food for comfort since everything else has been taken away which is compounding my problems.