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I don't need help with the math.
I have what feels like what people say a hangover feels like. Haven't been drinking, though. It's just withdrawal from my anti-depressants. My head feels clogged, heavy, thick. Can't think straight. And of course I'm getting the brain zaps, which isn't anything like a hangover but feels like I'm being mildly electrocuted whenever I move my head. It's a common withdrawal symptom from SSRIs.
Why am I going through withdrawal? Because I'm an idiot. I missed a psychiatrist appointment the other day because of work stuff and I have no refills left on my drugs. So I started lowering my daily dosage to make the pills last longer, which then makes me feel like **** emotionally. I lose motivation and feel even less inclined to deal with the fact that I'm running out of drugs. Took the last pill this morning. I put in for a refill today, but because I have no refills left, the pharmacy has to get authorization from my psychiatrist. I have no idea if my psychiatrist will okay the refill, because I did miss an appointment without calling after all.
Anyway. I feel like ****. And I have a DiffEq final tonight. I don't need help with the math. I've got that covered. But I need to not feel like **** going into it. And it might not even ****ing matter anyway, because I still haven't heard back from Maryland about whether or not I'm going there come Spring and that's a giant cluster****, and it's been 68 days and Asimov's still hasn't rejected my goddamn short story yet, and my front left tire blew out while driving home from class Thursday night and I had to buy new tires that I can't ****ing afford, and I'm barely holding on to my job because my boss starts screaming about Jesus whenever anyone puts a piece of paper on her desk, and I'm pretty sure I ****ed my life up completely by breaking up with my girlfriend and moving into a ****ty room in a ****ty house in a ****ty part of town because my brother has a girlfriend now and his girlfriend has kids and I've been spending some time with the kids and I think I'm changing my mind on this whole not wanting kids things except it's too late and my ex doesn't want to risk going through this breakup thing all over again and she's pretty sure I'm fooling myself into thinking I want kids because I want her back and I can't say I disagree with her about that.
Right. So, anyone know how to screw my head back on in the next five hours?
I have what feels like what people say a hangover feels like. Haven't been drinking, though. It's just withdrawal from my anti-depressants. My head feels clogged, heavy, thick. Can't think straight. And of course I'm getting the brain zaps, which isn't anything like a hangover but feels like I'm being mildly electrocuted whenever I move my head. It's a common withdrawal symptom from SSRIs.
Why am I going through withdrawal? Because I'm an idiot. I missed a psychiatrist appointment the other day because of work stuff and I have no refills left on my drugs. So I started lowering my daily dosage to make the pills last longer, which then makes me feel like **** emotionally. I lose motivation and feel even less inclined to deal with the fact that I'm running out of drugs. Took the last pill this morning. I put in for a refill today, but because I have no refills left, the pharmacy has to get authorization from my psychiatrist. I have no idea if my psychiatrist will okay the refill, because I did miss an appointment without calling after all.
Anyway. I feel like ****. And I have a DiffEq final tonight. I don't need help with the math. I've got that covered. But I need to not feel like **** going into it. And it might not even ****ing matter anyway, because I still haven't heard back from Maryland about whether or not I'm going there come Spring and that's a giant cluster****, and it's been 68 days and Asimov's still hasn't rejected my goddamn short story yet, and my front left tire blew out while driving home from class Thursday night and I had to buy new tires that I can't ****ing afford, and I'm barely holding on to my job because my boss starts screaming about Jesus whenever anyone puts a piece of paper on her desk, and I'm pretty sure I ****ed my life up completely by breaking up with my girlfriend and moving into a ****ty room in a ****ty house in a ****ty part of town because my brother has a girlfriend now and his girlfriend has kids and I've been spending some time with the kids and I think I'm changing my mind on this whole not wanting kids things except it's too late and my ex doesn't want to risk going through this breakup thing all over again and she's pretty sure I'm fooling myself into thinking I want kids because I want her back and I can't say I disagree with her about that.
Right. So, anyone know how to screw my head back on in the next five hours?
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