I'm feeling harried and rather anxious. I've been out of the hospital for two days, and in that time, I have almost completely packed to move cross-country. It's been more than a little stressful. I'm also dealing with school problems (as always), and I'm frustrated that my psychiatrist is not returning my phone calls regarding a time-sensitive issue. Basically, I can't go back to school without a note from her saying that it's okay, and they haven't received the note yet from her and she's not returning my phone calls.

Ughhhhh.... so much to worry about, and I know I should really be taking it easy because my poor brain has been through so much lately and I'm probably a little fragile. Moving is hard. Really hard. I'm glad I have my mom here to help, because I couldn't have done it alone. No way. *sigh*