Ugh! This is ridiculous!

It’s 6:20 am. I went to sleep at 2:00 am.

Ask me how happy I am about that?

I was toast all day yesterday. To the point that I checked myself at home for any kind of medical emergency, (blood pressure, glucose, ekg), because I was feeling so entirely unlike myself.

My psych’s answer is to not take my “as needed” anxiety meds. I didn’t take those yesterday. I don’t take those everyday because they are “as needed.” I didn’t want to argue with her yesterday because I didn’t have the energy. I needed something to lift my mood that’s been in the crapper since before the thing with my friend happened, but psych was unwilling and I was not in the space to make a case.

So anyway, now I’m awake. I’m not exactly full of energy, but I’m awake.

Yay.

Can’t do squat about squat because it’s too early.

I should try to go back to sleep, but I’m kind of awake.

So… I guess there’s nothing to be done but to grab a cup of coffee and be pissy about it.

Sigh.

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