This week I had my dose of antidepressant adjusted.
Aside from the migraines and temporary insomnia I haven't functioned this well in a few weeks. Its nice to have at least one foot back among the living anyway. Lord knows I've been a royal bitch and a half to be around for weeks! Between bursting into tears over every little thing; to screaming at Alex because he was breathing too loudly or merely taking up space. Hell, there were moments I wanted to scream at myself for existing. Alex tried to help, which only made me worse. Even my therapist didn't seem to know what to do other than feverishly scribble notes. Now that my medications have been fixed...here's to hoping that life goes back to being...well, life. Anything is better than seudo-life I was stuck in for a while there.