This post was written a few days ago – but I decided to open it up because I’m finding that the depression that I’ve had over the years has seriously gotten worse. I’ve always felt that writing about it was easier and I wanted to bring attention to depression as an “illness” so here it is.
I do have to say that pregnancy-wise I’m feeling a little better now that I know what “it” is now (a girl). But I’ve completely dropped every single other ‘plate’ that I’ve been spinning. I even emailed my advisor at school to withdraw me from the two internet classes that I am taking. I will be getting “F’s” in both classes.
I will be picking up a prescription for Prozac today in hopes that I will be able to reclaim my brain. I will let you know how it goes.
I’m sitting here finishing up burning a cd for a friend that I will see tomorrow. The buzzing is making me sleepy. Well it is either the buzzing noise or the Ambien I took over an hour ago. I took it – then realized that it’s Ghost Hunters night and made sure the DVR was set just in case I
fall asleep pass out. Then, Alan calls (he’s outta town) to chat and remind me when to pick him up at the airport. Thanks hunny! My phone then perishes from lack of battery life. Bah .. sent Alan a message on GChat telling him about the phone.
I can’t keep my eyes open anymore peeps … My peeps just aren’t peepin’ anymore! (that was an ode to my New Yawk Sistah)
Ps. My dog just fell UP the stairs. Is that even possible? Or do you think he got into my mind-inducing drug collection? Samson those are MY prescriptions! Get your OWN ZOLOFT!
Well, if anyone needs ‘Z’ it’s my poor emo doggy Samson.