Still here. Feeling a bit better at the moment if a little teary.

I'm still self-medicating against my better judgement and I'm still waiting to see my psychiatrist. I've had a flight of idea's and thought's recently and a few things I started but just haven't got around to finish. It hit me a couple of days ago and I can't get a thought out of my head now.

I'm regarded as incredibly intelligent (not by myself, I might add) and here I am with all these projects that I'll never finish. Mood swings that leave me with whiplash. Self-medicating 'cause the other drugs don't work and in such a mess that I don't know what's happening next.

Oh my god, I'm actually crazy.