Oh, I'm on two anti-depressants, one of which works for anxiety, and a mood stabilizer. I'm not really even anxious about this, though. Somewhat, I guess. But more on the edge of complacent. I almost scare myself, except I don't know that I care much. What happens, happens, I guess. I just keep wondering whether I'll be able to care enough, because so often I don't. It's hard to identify what keeps me from acting on suicidal feelings... just the concept that it'd be wrong... and maybe I don't care enough either way. This anhedonia is dangerous I think... it just keeps me existing, but would probably break into crisis if anything happened to require much coping. I guess I just keep going, wait and see what happens, nothing else to do at this point.