With everything going on lately (grandad dying, dog dying, essays, exams and other stress) ... I *really* didn't need anymore stress.

I made a decision to cancel my T appt yesterday because I had to work on an essay. Now I go back today, and he's booked until January. NOT IMPRESSED.

Had an appt with PDoc today... I'm still on 15mg. He said he was worried about me, and he's glad I came even though I'm not in a good place right now... he actually told me that since I cant meet my T, I can see him next week instead.

I really needed support though, and it just isnt the same without my T. No luck getting an opening slot either...

The meds are working/not working.

My anxiety is through the roof. My bad thoughts and cognitive distortions are back. The group I was supposed to join for support for those with dysfunctional families... I cant do it because I have a prior commitment.

All I want is a med that works, strategies to cope with Christmas with my family and for things to work out in my world...

But no such luck.

BAH.