is it over, yet?
Oct. 10th, 2007 09:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
So, today sucked. Though I hardly feel that I have the right to complain because I pretty much made sure that I did everything I could to ensure that today would suck for me. But I'm going to complain anyway.
I was pretty much a mess. Reason one being that I've refused to go pick up my prescription for the past few days even though I knew what the consequences would be. I hate performing the mundane tasks that seem to be necessary to functioning in society and I hate leaving the house before darkness falls. So that's two strikes against going to the drugstore for me. Fortunately, my mom loves me so she agreed to pick it up for me, which was very nice of her because I haven't switched pharmacies since I moved a couple of months ago so she had to go to the other side of town.
Of course, having her do so resulted in my receiving a medical lecture (which I receive often due to her being an RN). Yes, Mom, I know the dangers of sudden withdrawal from antidepressants. I'm justmy own worst enemy a dumbass.
I can (somewhat) handle the mental fogginess, the jitters, the headaches. I wasn't really expecting the emotional repercussions, though (then again, I've never skipped that many days in a row). I wanted to cry for absolutely no reason. In fact, I couldn't stop a couple of tears from rolling down my cheeks, despite the presence of my mother. Which is odd for me considering the fact that I pretty much never cry, let alone for no discernible reason (and definitely not in front of people). I did feel a little better after I "cried", though.
I feel better after having taken my dose today, but not quite back to normal yet. Hopefully I'll feel okay tomorrow.
Ah, yes, on to the second reason that today has sucked. I decided to be an idiot and eat my body weight in food yesterday. I don't normally eat a lot because Zoloft pretty much kills my appetite. My stomach was not prepared for this and so it was like, what the fuck are you trying to pull? Thus, it has ensured that I pay for that mistake dearly. I've had acid indigestion that just refuses to die, no matter what remedy I try. And I've been nauseous off and on. Right now it's "on". I just need to go to bed and end this day.
I'm so bad for myself.
I was pretty much a mess. Reason one being that I've refused to go pick up my prescription for the past few days even though I knew what the consequences would be. I hate performing the mundane tasks that seem to be necessary to functioning in society and I hate leaving the house before darkness falls. So that's two strikes against going to the drugstore for me. Fortunately, my mom loves me so she agreed to pick it up for me, which was very nice of her because I haven't switched pharmacies since I moved a couple of months ago so she had to go to the other side of town.
Of course, having her do so resulted in my receiving a medical lecture (which I receive often due to her being an RN). Yes, Mom, I know the dangers of sudden withdrawal from antidepressants. I'm just
I can (somewhat) handle the mental fogginess, the jitters, the headaches. I wasn't really expecting the emotional repercussions, though (then again, I've never skipped that many days in a row). I wanted to cry for absolutely no reason. In fact, I couldn't stop a couple of tears from rolling down my cheeks, despite the presence of my mother. Which is odd for me considering the fact that I pretty much never cry, let alone for no discernible reason (and definitely not in front of people). I did feel a little better after I "cried", though.
I feel better after having taken my dose today, but not quite back to normal yet. Hopefully I'll feel okay tomorrow.
Ah, yes, on to the second reason that today has sucked. I decided to be an idiot and eat my body weight in food yesterday. I don't normally eat a lot because Zoloft pretty much kills my appetite. My stomach was not prepared for this and so it was like, what the fuck are you trying to pull? Thus, it has ensured that I pay for that mistake dearly. I've had acid indigestion that just refuses to die, no matter what remedy I try. And I've been nauseous off and on. Right now it's "on". I just need to go to bed and end this day.
I'm so bad for myself.
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Date: 2007-10-11 02:23 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-10-11 02:35 am (UTC)