After a week of poor sleep worsening symptoms of anxiety or depression, I got into an argument over my bad sleeping habits, yet this is the only way I get alone time during the day. After this scrap I’ve been feeling thoughts of hopelessness all day, as well as a sense of helplessness that I’m being persecuted both by my family, friends and the general public. We weren’t able to see eye to eye on my preferred schedule but one thing we did agree on is that it’s time to get the treatment I need for my mental health once and for all. After 4 years of SSRI off and on, and ineffective attempts at counseling, I realized that my current unhappiness is not just what blew over today; the root cause is a possible problem that will require me to make an appointment with a doctor, which I will do tomorrow.

Wish me luck over these next 24 hours! I can use all the help, support, and advice I can get.