Two months since my last post. Not exactly the steam I thought I might keep up for this thing. I suppose a lot has happened, but not so much pound wise. I'm still ten pounds down. Ten pounds seems to be the plateau that I've hit and it's hard to see past it.
As I mentioned in previous posts I have been very interested in seeking alternative methods to getting off of my anti- depressant/anxiety medication. The very things that started all of this weight gain. On that front I am doing great. For the last two months I've been going weekly to a naturopath who helps me out with just about everything. He does therapy with me, he goes over my diet and exercise, he even teaches me how to breath properly. In addition to this he prescribed a good dosage of daily Vitamin D after taking some blood and realized that I've done a pretty crappy job at administering it to myself, partially of course by choosing to move to such a grey place.
All of these things that I've been seeing my doctor for will overall help my well being and in turn my mood. Fortunately he is smart. Smart people would say I have to get better before I can taper off of my meds.
I'm still in a sort of hole. So, meds for now.
Things are getting better though. I feel responsible for doing my homework he gives me, which can be things like:
Walk more
Eat better
Take calculated Deep breaths
Start up Yoga again
Talk out your problems
Be good to yourself
At this point in my life I really need someone to tell me these things. Depression depletes all of my energy and convinces me I don't need to do anything. Anxiety tells me that if I even try I will regret it. And Dr Paul tells me:
Do it. You actually just really need to.
