A Lost Day

Not so productive day at work. I managed to get the NOAs done, started on a few other things, but my remote connection kicked me off all day. I finally managed to get in less than an hour before work ended, but just sort of fumbled around a bit instead of being effective.

I did get a call from my psychiatrist. Rather than try a new med for Wellbutrin, he's just going to double up my Lexapro. Whatever works. I think I've mentioned this before, but I tend to think of everything like a headache. Have pain/depression? Take pill. But depression is so much more subtle than that. I've been out of Wellbutrin for a while now - maybe a week? And if it wasn't for Tim's observation, I'd probably just keep slowly sinking. Mental health tends to be more the slowly boiling pot.

Dana messaged me with a few veg merchandising options, and I only ever think about my "I'm vegan and I <3 you" shirt that I lost years and years ago. I suppose I could get it reprinted, but that does lose me in a bramble nest of decisions, and I'm so scared of not choosing *the perfect* image to go with it. Is there a word for preemptively criticizing yourself for a decision you haven't made yet? Now that I think about it more, though, I'll probably just have several made. Skunks, raccoons, pigs, mice, etc. I'll find free images for them, have them printed.