I had not seen the therapist for a while because she was out of the office for part of this week, and I switched sessions with C. So I hadn't seen the therapist since 2/19. I wasn't feeling too good because pdoc is tapering the snri and prescribed a new med. So felt sick and yuck. Told therapist so. Said C is better at dealing with this stuff. Whenever any of the physical stuff is a problem, I don't deal very well. Felt like crying but I didn't, so that was good.

I had planned to tell the therapist about my intention to grow weed in my closet. But it wouldn't have been any fun because I felt so icky. And I forgot anyway because I was feeling all gross.

And now I'm feeling like maybe it's time to have a good vomit, so that's all I'll say I guess.