That ****ing escalated quickly. I ****ing feel horrible. I am sooooo high I just want it to stop I can feel my eyes rolling around in my head I can’t hreathe it’s not anxiety it’s manic energy and my thoughts just WONT STOP. And the music, dear god, stop the music and my name being called! Stop!
When I get home I’m going to take an Ativan and sit under my weighted blanket I really feel completely out of control and it’s rexulti’s fault **** this **** man I am going back on inveg and I don’t give two shits. I don’t. I don’t I don’t I don’t. I’m gonna see how I feel tomorrow and if I’m still ****ed up call pdoc and try to get in Monday or Tuesday. I dunno if I can survive ten days of this. I mean I can but it’s hell.
Sorry for all the cursing. Hope it gets bleeped out.
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Of course it is happening inside your head. But why on earth should that mean that it is not real?
-Albus Dumbledore
That’s life. If nothing else, that is life. It’s real. Sometimes it
f—-ing hurts. But it’s sort of all we have.
-Garden State
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