My mind kind of took a bad turn last night, where I let myself get wrapped up in the bad thoughts. I was flying home and didn't have anyone to distract me, but think my mood was dropping anyways. Tried a moment of meditation on the flight and felt a little calmer for a moment, but it did not last more than 5 minutes. Slept a normal amount last night, and didn't want to get out of bed this morning. Feeling a bit hopeless, but going to make myself work on my paper so at least I feel accomplished. Going to the library so I am not sitting here in my apartment with my thoughts. I really just want it to be Tuesday so I can talk to my pdoc and decide what to do about this med. Maybe it is not related to the meds causing a problem and is just that it isn't working right. I am at that point where I also think it has nothing to do with meds or any sort of illness and I just feel this way because I deserve to based on the negative thoughts in my head. That makes it harder to want to accept help.