Usually I go out every day to get out of the house, even if it's just to the store for some milk and bread. I get in the car, and I go somewhere and check out something. Today is 3 days straight that I've not left the house. It feels like I've been in here for a month. I'm getting loony.

If I don't improve tomorrow, then I'm really stuck in a mental quagmire. My experience accessing professional mental health services has been that most of it is not too helpful. Basically, I just want to get my dosage of amitriptyline upped. For that, I should talk to my primary. She's a P.A. She orders all my meds. I'm taking more on my own right now. That should be alright because what I take isn't much. Any psychiatrist would readily up it. Upping it might not help a lot, but it's worth trying. I just don't want to get referred over to that psych clinic. The place creeps me out. It's government run. It's the psych care provider of last resort, with cops bringing people there all the time. The place is over-burdened, and they're not eager for more clients. Ten years ago, I was being seen there for med-management. The psychiatrist decided that my treatment goal should be to stop coming there. I've been happy to oblige for the past decade.