This week has been torture. Went away for the weekend, and I didn't want to come back. I finally found somewhere where I'm happy and feel good without any effort, and I'm stuck away for who knows how long. We'll go back on vacation, I'm sure, but who knows how long before we can move. We need money, and I'm not completely qualified for the job I want there, but we both want to go right now.

Thankfully meeting with my GP and pdoc tomorrow. I need to get off benzos, and maybe try something different for antidepressants.