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Apr. 29th, 2017 09:53 pmWell, the past few days have been a full tilt mental illness shit show. Last night I spent about three hours sobbing about how useless I am and how my life is worthless. I'm off and on homicidally aggravated and paralyzed by anxiety. This evening, I was feeling so anxious compulsive that I could not figure out how to move my hands and arms to get food from the plate to my mouth. Sometimes I am elevated in an empty, full speed no destination kind of way; more often, I am plunged into this black hole sadness. I've been doing well on my psych meds lately, and was going to let him taper me down some like he's been wanting when I see him on Monday, so I'm sure this is stress related or some reaction to the kilograms of migraine medicine I've been dumping into my bloodstream because what the fuck else am I supposed to do, but I hate it and need it to go away because I am seeing Holly next week, not going to the crazy people's ER.
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