Non Stop Crying

Wednesday I cried 4 times.  Thursday I couldn't stop.  It isn't just answering the same question 100 times a day or Mom being disturbed by my things in her house.  It is retiring and moving too.

I retired and my health insurance changed.  I need to get that all figured before I can find a new pharmacy and get my prescriptions refilled.  And I need to find some new doctors who can give me more refills.

And it is my phone.  It worked just fine in Maine but even when I have bars it breaks up when I try to talk to people.  We decided not to get a landline here so I have no way of calling doctors and pharmacies or my sister when I am at the end of my rope.

And it is not having any friends here.  I have family and they help a lot but sometimes I whine too much to them.  I need friends here so I can share the whining and maybe they will give me a break.

And it is living in a dark house with ugly wallpaper and a shower that can't be angled well and having to unpack and not being able to find stuff or figure out where to put stuff.  I gave a lot to Goodwill before I packed but as I am unpacking and can't figure out where to put things more stuff is going to Goodwill.  And it is deciding how much of my stuff I want to put in the house and explain to my Mom repeatedly.

It is just all of it and more.

I am now self-medicating with extra Prozac to counteract the stress , doing extra praying for a return to good mental health, and accepting help from family.  It will get better.