I'm crashing, in slow motion, and I'm so exhausted almost all the time I don't really care. This happens every Fall. My anxiety level is maxed all the time and nobody understands that I'm not going to get it together for a while. They blame me. So do I. This all feeds the depression that makes me give up on EVERYTHING. I see both my psych team Tuesday. I'm so tired that I didn't care if I kissed or had sex for a week. Mega dosing caffeine to probably dangerous levels helps me do the minor things, but that's bad for anxiety and really bad for my insides and even effects my vision a little. So here I am again, alone, coping with feeling like crap, and not really hoping for better, or worse, or anything at all. There's parties I'm invited to, but not going. I'm just over it all tonight.