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So a lot of people on my dash are going through mental health troubles right now. Me, I’ve been seeing doctors for something like four years. Finally got a pair that seem to be effective: one headshrinker who listens to me talk about online social circles without freaking out and one pillmaster who says interesting things about livers. I’ve had my share of good headshrinkers, but a quality pillmaster is a new thing, and she wanted me to keep a daily log of side effects and actual effects and suchlike. So I said, “Sure, you have given me the gift of sleep and not really freaking out so much via chemistry, I can write some things down for you.”
But the form she gave me to keep the log in, ugh, it was so bad. You had to turn it 90 degrees to read the labels, half of them weren’t applicable to me, and there were three different places you could indicate ‘work impairment’ which makes no sense because either you are impaired, or you’re not, how can you tell if it’s because of depression or anxiety or fucking aliens sitting on your shoulders and telling you the answer to the universe? Oh, and although it asked how long you slept, it didn’t make any difference between 9 hours during the day or 9 hours during the night, which is a pretty serious change if it happens! And it does happen. And 1-3 scales, I hate 1-3 scales. What the fuck is a ‘1’? There is no need to be having an anxiety attack over my damn anxiety chart, am I right? But 1-3 scales do that to me. I could continue this rant, but really, graphic design and usability, it is a thing people should be taught in grade school and the whole world suffers without it. And arbitrary number scales can suck me.
So I made my own chart which I am happily filling out with little checkmarks and entries like ‘meh’ and ‘lots’ and ‘wooooooozy’. And since, like I said before, a lot of people on my dash seem to be hitting the depths, perhaps some of you will have a use for it too?
Maybe sometime I’ll get around to prettying it up with spoon counts and pictures of fish (my pillmaster really likes fish oil) and “FUCK BRAIN CHEMISTRY” in giant flaming letters, but for now, this thing.