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Crazy Hitch small wins, wooo!!!
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JaneOnceMore I love those jokes, I've told others the "it's garbage CAN, not garbage CANNOT" one, and it usually gets a good response. I think you were taking a break during this time, but I had a sig similar to the mistake one.
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BeyondtheRainbow Med frustrations. All too relatable. I had two pdocs that wanted to put me on/keep me on clozaril, and I tried explaining to them the frustrations of getting the lab, the docs (that I am constantly switching), and the pharmacy (and of course only one pharmacy here carries it) to communicate and never getting meds on time. I wasn't super into meds at the time either and didn't want to put so much effort into that every week until it turned into every month and so on anyways.
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I did some writing this morning. I remembered some more stuff that I wish I don't remember (or wish didn't happen really). It was one of those nightmare filled nights when you wake up and get in the shower and just cry until the hot water runs out hoping you get uterine and breast cancer just so you need a hysterectomy and double mastectomy (which I know is really fked up, but shower thoughts. Post traumatic shower thoughts, but shower thoughts.).
My skin doesn't feel like skin.
I tried grounding myself more in the day, but that fking memory likes coming back so I'm just rolling with it and listening to Kristy are you doing okay (Offspring) and Triggered (Skydxddy) until therapy later today. It's not going to be a skills working day, just an unload day. I need it.
How tf is yesterday the greatest and today the worst? Oh yeah.......