I'm not exactly sure this belongs here, if not feel free to move or delete.
I had been thinking for over a month that I wanted to go talk to a psychiatrist/psychologist/therapist/shrink (what's the right name??). I was thinking just talking through some things would do me a load of good and help me out of a funk I've been in since spring. Funk - just not being happy or good natured like I know I really am.
After taking a Rx pain killer today (lots of dental work done today), I found myself more patient, more willing, and happier. I didn't feel the need to rush around and find something to do. I wasn't tense or anxious. I had to put forth effort to think and do, which I believe helped me considerably.
I'm not exactly sure where that leaves me...... Did the pain killer itself help or is it the fact I had to really focus on what I was saying and doing that helped me? I feel odd stepping forward. I dealt with PPD by myself and only spoke about it after I felt I was fully "out of the woods". I feel strange at the thought of calling to schedule an appt with someone...... After today tho, remembering how much I once truly loved being home and having fun with my children, I feel like I've waited long enough and need to do whatever it is to get my head back on straight.