For those of you who pretend to care, this blog post is about what I'm going through right now.
As many of you would/should know, I am prescribed 20mg of fluoxetine a day for various mood disorders.
I ran out for a matter of 3 days (maybe more, but certainly less than 5) and, 2-3 days after re-beginning my course of medication I have fallen into a pit of misery.
I feel ugly, useless, fat, stupid.
I'm angry and upset.
My social ability is non-existent.
I feel hated.
Lonely.
Rejected.
I'm hateful.
I can't help it.
Everything is stupid.
It's an effort to not just sleep.
It's painfully difficult trying to not snap at people.
I don't want to leave the room.
But I've been through times like this (and much worse) and gotten through it.
So I know I'll get trough this.
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