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› Well, this is scary.
Eye vision changed due to the antidepressant medicine. I told my doctor and nurse I had to immediately stop.
The worst part is, due to me noticing that my eyesight had changed all of a sudden, I made an appointment with an eye doctor and bought a brand-new pair of glasses. They cost me €300, and when I picked them up… I couldn’t see in them.
I bought those kinds of glasses so I can use them for near- and long-sightedness, or whatever it’s called. I could only sort of see at short sight… not long. So the staff who were handling the glasses told me to wear them daily for two weeks. If I still couldn’t see, I would come back.
They are big, and honestly, they are so ugly I had to get them. Yes, they are really shaped like this. Not round like a circle, and that’s one reason why I had to have them.
The shape and the size. I hate seeing the frame when I wear glasses. Sure, I still see the frame, but it’s not that much, so it doesn’t bother me, honestly.
I hope my eyes change so I can see correctly in them. I pray to God. Or else I have to pay even more money to get the glasses changed in the frame, and I have no desire to do that.
It’s scary how much my eyes have changed in numbers of my vision. I had 1.25 in my left eye, and now I only have 0.75. That’s crazy! On shorter time than a month! It’s scary, and I’m terrified!
Back to the doctor and nurse … I went to an emergency appointment with the doctor last Thursday (12th), and I requested to have the nurse with me due to me not understanding the doctor so well due to language barriers.
They told me to immediately stop with the medicine, and luckily I hadn’t taken any that day. They gave me a new medicine that I’m trying out now, so let’s see how this one works.
I honestly feel a little bit better in my mental health but way far from being 100% or atleast close to it. I am more happy now (ish) and I have started with something I can not write about here.. not yet. so its a secret. But I will tell you guys with time so stay tuned 🤫🤭
Much love my beautiful souls and thank you for coming back here, commenting and sharing love ❤️
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› ADHD plus boredom =..???
I know I blame my ADHD a lot but this time, it was really ADHD MOMENT .
Home alone, ADHD plus boredom =
✨️ CATASTROPHE ✨️
Hello guys! It’s currently night here, and I am in bed. The bonnet (is that the word? Sorry if I’m wrong!) is on due to I don’t want to ruin my pillows. Why? Weeeeeeeell, I kinda did something.
Round 1: the dye didn’t take so well on the hair, as you can see in the picture. So of course, me being unhappy with it, went for a round two. Hopefully it will be better, or else I have to go for a round three one day, but now I’m going to let my hair rest a bit before I jump into the hair mask and make it more red. Baby steps.
I was bored, okay? 😅 And unfortunately I didn’t have brown hair dye at home, but I did have my bulk/stacked-up red hair conditioner.Yes, this is not real hair dye; it’s conditioner, a sort of hair mask I mixed with normal conditioner.
Tomorrow is the actual FIRST day of school, and I am not as nervous and terrified as I was last week. Sure, all the classmates didn’t attend, but some did.
Originally we were apparently supposed to be 25 students, but many dropped out before it started, so we are only 10 or 11 students. So let’s see how this goes.
Tomorrow the classes start for real. No more “first week, get to know each other” stuff. I actually thought and still think it was unnecessary. With all the child games, etc., but oh well. Now it’s time to really get into it. Feelings? Mixed feelings, honestly. It’s not about the classmates and class itself but the lessons.
When I studied to become the nurse assistant, I was waaay ahead of the game and classmates. When they were doing exams, etc., like two months into the education, I asked teachers for more assignments. I wanted to be a long way ahead of everyone, but in the second semester, my mental health went downhill, and honestly, I’m terrified that it will happen again.
Due to the fact that I’m working on my mental health to turn it around to actually become better, I’m scared. Not to get better but for the school and my struggles. Imagine being in a school with 3K+ teenagers, bullying, bad mental health, etc. The pressure to actually pass this is massive pressure on me. It will be a challenge, but hey, if I managed to fix the nurse assistant education at the same school and actually passed… I will fix this education as well. 🤞🏻 Wish me luck, though. Lol!
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I’m off to bed, so goodnight, my lovely people, and remember to subscribe to my blog to follow my new chapter in life. Exciting but also scary.