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so when i finally break down and admit i can't battle this fucking evil illness alone and try to find a new doctor (not a pill pez dispensor like dr. dale) EVERY SINGLE NUMBER ON THE MEDICAL MUTUAL SITE FOR IN NETWORK PSYCHIATRISTS IS WRONG. i finally just broke down and called the psych triage at the cleveland clinic, but i guess 4:10pm is AFTER BUSINESS HOURS! boy i'd love to have a 10am-4pm business day.
what's making this worse is that i think the good ol schizophrenia monster is coming out of remission... HALLUCINATIONS HERE I COME. something tells me i'm going to be hospitalized by the end of tonight or there will be blood stains all over my nice scotch guarded carpet. just this ominous feeling.
when you don't want help everyone is up your ass. when you're screaming as desperate as you've ever been it's after business hours. i can't stand irony.
i'm just going to try to keep busy until "business hours" and keep myself distracted so nothing bad happens again. it's been a while since i've done this little dance...
i'm thinking of walking over to the flat iron. anyone in?
what's making this worse is that i think the good ol schizophrenia monster is coming out of remission... HALLUCINATIONS HERE I COME. something tells me i'm going to be hospitalized by the end of tonight or there will be blood stains all over my nice scotch guarded carpet. just this ominous feeling.
when you don't want help everyone is up your ass. when you're screaming as desperate as you've ever been it's after business hours. i can't stand irony.
i'm just going to try to keep busy until "business hours" and keep myself distracted so nothing bad happens again. it's been a while since i've done this little dance...
i'm thinking of walking over to the flat iron. anyone in?