So I finally called and left a message, now I have to wait for them to return my call. So much anxiety welling up inside along with depression knowing I needed to make this step. I don't want to accept the fact I might need a med tweaking. Sitting here pretty much freaking and I have no-one to talk to and no way to occupy myself (not any that will hold my interest right now). Things I can and need to be doing are just another task that I am I not up to tackling. I feel like my mind is in such an oblivion. If I don't acknowledge the change it can't be for real. I see all the warning signs but I just try and turn a blind eye. Ugh, I can't do this