Downward spiral

I’m having a rough night, mentally. I feel like I’m about to break down. I wish my doctor could figure out what is wrong with me. Maybe I’m on the wrong medications or the wrong doses. I also have a strong suspicion that I may be bipolar, I told the doctor my family history of it and he seemed to brush it off. Some days I’m ok and some days (or nights) I’m not. I’m now regretting canceling my therapy appointment, it might have helped to talk about it. My mom seems to think I’m getting worse and I’d have to agree. I really hope it doesn’t get to the point where I’d have to be hospitalized. I absolutely hate hospitals. I have been hospitalized in the past for mental issues and it was no help. I felt like a prisoner surrounded by really crazy people.

On a positive note, I finally made it to the grocery store without too much anxiety or stress. I only picked up a few things until I get paid.

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Erin

I'm Erin, a 33 year old childfree woman with Asperger's living in Arizona. I am a disability and LGBT rights advocate. I enjoy blogging, movies, reading, journal writing, vaping, Android, The X-Files, metal, 80's and electronic music, cute things, ducks, pink, social networks, Hello Kitty, and Tweety.

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