Very anxious about having to start all over with a new T. What I need is my meds adjusted. But I am not going to last long enough for that to happen unless somebody can get inside my head and fix it, even temporarily. I have no good way to describe what I feel like 24/7, but it's hugely unpleasant, and fixing to drive me over the edge.

I hate this. I hate being completely, totally crazy. I'm not even garden-variety depressed or anxious at this point, just crazy. The stress of trying to find new helpers on top of it just sucks. My last T was the best thing that ever happened to me, and I know lightning is not going to strike twice.

Sigh. Sorry for the pity party. I just really don't feel well, and I don't think I can be helped.

CB