Well barely any sleep. Feel very drugged up from the seroquel. Psych nurse is out til Monday. Nobody else can prescribe meds. Mood is all over the place. She forgot 2 meds. This is no life, no life at all. I won't go to the bad hospital, I won't go...

Oh and can't take anything else for sleep bc my sister took them. I don't feel I can post what I'm feeling on here bc I think then some of you start thinking it too. I'm going from crying to hostility to remorse blah, blah. I guess I just need to accept I'm gonna be 300lbs. And psychotic....So fun.