I've bee struggling to hold it together for a few days now. Yesterday I barely touched my hair, but I took a shower and made it to work. I met a friend after work and she kindly informed me that I wasn't looking my best. She had good intentions, i just don't think she really understood just how bad of a day it was.

Things got really dark for me last night.

Today, I called my doctor and he went back up on my latuda. I just got the prescription refilled, so I am going to have to pay twice.

I spent a good bit of the day with my mother. She began making comments like , "There are two of you and I don't like the one that I got today." "I know which one Im going to get when I get in the car and I got the wrong one today." "I'm going to exercise you." She made Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde references. I told her that I didn't think it was ok for her to talk to me this way. It didnt help. She continued.

Next time I feel the way that I have felt for the last few days, I think I will stay at home. I dont really see why I even try anymore. I always end up here eventually.