I started to feel really, really, really up last night. Got some writing done. Almost thought I wouldn't sleep. Then with a sudden, quick jolt. The meds seemed to work against my mind. And I passed out. Slept for a while. Woke up and now I'm not sure how I feel. Right back to just.. meh. Apathy. No sorrow. No elevation. Just meh.

Both thankful and cursing that the meds are having an effect on me. Because part of me wants to get better, but I think there's a deep part of me that wants to fight it.

I'm also so bored.