You know the villain in a movie? The guy who gives the protagonist a hard time, and throws several obstacles to counteract his life mission? Well, I had an accident that is working like a villain to my mission of healing from depression.
They say: nothing happens to you that you cannot take. I don’t agree with this, but I think we can grow strong through the hard times, it’s part of our survival code. Some don’t make it. But I will. I must, cause I love life too much.
I had a ski accident on Saturday, and have torn something in my knee. I am not able to move much, only slowly. I had to ask a neighbor to take me to the IRM, cause I live on my own. I don’t know how this is going to affect my flying classes (knowing that I need both feet to maneuver the aircraft), which adds to the other less positive elements of my present life. So I am being put to the test, exactly when I am going off medicaments. Today is end of week one, when I have taken Fluoxetine every other day, instead of every day. This week I will take it every 3 days. Next week I should get off. I still feel fine.
Work is not motivating right now, I need to basically motivate myself on many fronts: personal, sport, professional, medical. I am an individual who has always been together with someone: family first, then boyfriend, then life companion. 5 years ago this ended abruptly, so it is still fresh in my system. I function better in a couple scenario. I also live in Switzerland, which by definition is a hard place to make friends.
Yesterday I knocked at the door of my neighbor upstairs, I thought “what the hell”, I took the initiative, and I met an American lady who is very nice. Today we will have lunch together. It works, I can make it happen, but it needs motivation and determination. For now I have it.
I am taking actions, and am not letting the obstacles stop my path, for now. My next two years are set, and I want to stick to the course, even if I am not convinced by it 100%. I am not convinced that I should do the pilot license, I am not convinced that I should stay in Switzerland if I feel miserable here, I am not convinced that I should keep my job; etc. But if I look at the alternative, I don’t have one, one where I see myself happy. So I better stick to a scenario I know for now, get my Swiss citizenship, heal the knee, continue the pilot course (it’s something new to learn, always interesting), find a new place to live (I need to get out of my apartment in May), continue on this job, and see how it goes by mid-end year.
I may write more often than not, as I feel the need to express my feelings in a dangerous time of relapse.
Main goal: be rid of Fluoxetine for good, and feel good. Maybe not happy yet, but good enough to be strong without medicines. That is the key basis for everything else.