I didn't really do a whole lot physically. I did see my pdoc because we had tried lowering my prozc for a while, but I felt it was making me worse so I went in to see him 2day. I completely fell apart in his office. He agreed that we should go back to my previous dose. He was also very adament about me going back to mental health. He said "You really need to be under a therapist's care; there's only so much I can do for you." He was right, but for some reason that took a lot out of me emotionally; maybe because it really sunk in today how bad I really need help. Then when I got home, I talked to my disability lawyer's assistant over the phone, and she told me that I have a hearing date set--finally. I felt a big relief come over me. But for some reason, the two made me feel very emotional and tired.Plus, I was looking through some of my stuff stashed in my garage, and came across a bunch of writings my mom did over the years--it was really bizarre.