I am so depressed. Maybe I should move my appointment up with Dr. B. I can't exist like this. It's intolerable. I'm on 90mg of Cymbalta and clearly, that's not sufficient. I agreed with her to consolidating my meds and that's fine since I don't think they were doing much anyway, but it's not like I think I don't need medication.
She wrote on that school accommodations thing that I'm unlikely to get better.
I wish I could go back to Dr. S, but I can't afford it. Dr. B isn't terrible, but she seems to accept that I'm just in a constant state of depression. Maybe the situation has not been adequately communicated to her. I don't know. But I'm to the point where I'm tempted to start experimenting with illegal drugs because I feel hopeless that she will come up with anything that helps.
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Life is hard. Then you die. Then they throw dirt in your face.
-David Gerrold
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