Slept for five hours straight last night. Yay! Had anxiety dreams about being obeeeeese. Like, I was busting out of all my large shirts, literally ripping them, and had to go to XL everything. It was a nightmare!!!!
Editing raspberry coming in:
So much for not abusing my seroquel. Just took 300mg. I feel so helpless! I don't have anyone to talk to! My pdoc is useless, my husband would just freak out, my therapist would just be even more insistent I be med monitored (which doesn't help). Ugh. This is so sucky. I don't know what to do!
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The darkest of nights is followed by the brightest of days. 😊 - anonymous
The night belongs to you. 🌙- sleep token
"What if I can't get up and stand tall,
What if the diamond days are all gone, and
Who will I be when the Empire falls?
Wake up alone and I'll be forgotten." 😢 - sleep token
Last edited by raspberrytorte; Mar 07, 2024 at 09:35 AM.
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