i was making such good process...

my meds started tripping me up, fucking me up and making it so that i coudln't sleep but i was so tired that i couldn't get out of bed.

i stopped taking my mood stabalizer... i've been insanely swinging all day, small things are piling up on me... i don't feel like i can survive the night... but i know i will.

i'm going to take the trileptol after dinner tonight so i can try to get back on track. i HATE that the meds rule my life so much. i hate that i need them to deal, and i hate that i haven't found a new shrink yet to get these med problems under control. i understand that i need them, but i still hate that i do.

i'm going to go read and wait for wyl to call so he can come pet me and make me chill out. everything is so.... AAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRGHGHGHGH!!!

From: [identity profile] bhawks.livejournal.com


Stretch your body Charlie Brown. Release the stress; let it go. Don't fall for Lucy's football trick anymore....

From: [identity profile] paroxysm-cycle.livejournal.com


i thought lucy's football trick was a prerequisite to being a shrink.

DON'T TORTURE THE CRAZY PEOPLE!
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