I am sick in the head. No, seriously, they are. I'm treated and everything. Bipolar, clinically depressed, angry all the time and full of anxiety and self-hate.
This is a serious condition, but being crazy are your advantages. Jehovah's witnesses know not to knock on my door.
But sometimes depression can really suck, especially if you are trying to live a healthy life. It can be hard to eat right and exercise when you're a wretch miserable.
Mental illness is very different than physical illness. Sometimes the drug works, sometimes it doesn't. It's not like taking insulin for diabetes pills or blood pressure. Bad days can still.
As for me, I have three or four days crappy one month. Are the days when I wake up and say to myself, "ugh, I know I've said before, but today is the day that kill me. Yup, today is the day. " So far I haven't.
But my bad day still suck. Normally lead a healthy life. Eat right, exercise regularly and I see a shrink.But, when I'm having a crappy day, all that goes out the window, especially my diet.
Food is my drug, has always been.When you are depressed, eat. Not come to drugs or alcohol, how many mentally. I equate that fun stuff, so there is no desire for me to get drunk when they are depressed. Just eat.
Now, I have blogged about this before, are near-vegetarian; no meat, eggs, milk or cheese. I eat only fruits, vegetables and fish.So don't get as a woman with PMS and lock myself in my bedroom with a gallon of Haagen-Dazs, a jar of pickles and the last number of the cosmos.
Because of my diet, I jonesing for things like the Big Mac, Cinnabon, Macaroni and cheese or smoothies. No, my comfort foods are pretty lame.For example, I love non-dairy ice cream.I'll cut your throat for a pint of good Karma Banana Fudge.
Eat lots of cheap supermarket sushi too.You know the stuff.Those funky California rolls made with avocados Acerbo, crab meat tastes extra fake fake, and crunchy dried rice.
Chinese takeout is too good. crappy one day I'll get a double order of fried tofu, drowned in a gallon of sesame sauce.
But, my biggest faux pas of diet is Peanut M & MS you can destroy an entire bag! and not the itty bitty Pack-from registry, big bag XL on the island of candy. of course this goes in a disaster because I can't handle the milk in milk chocolate, so those damn M & MS war on my bowels. Looks something like this.
I usually snap out of a funk in a few days and everything back to normal. my psychologist tells me that it is normal for someone with my problems of ups and downs, just as long as senior outnumbered basses. But, honestly, it is a tough pill to swallow when you're trying to live a healthy life constantly.
So if you are mentally ill or not, when you've got a lousy day, what kind of food you're looking to score in the back of shady alleys?
Image credit: Happy Tree Friends and Sushi Pack
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