This. They gave me 25mg of Quetiapine . I took one at midnight, another one at 12:45, but it didn’t work. I lay there for hours. I did fall asleep sometime in the early hours. But when I got up this morning I was hung over and could barely keep my eyes open. The effects wore off around noon. So 12 hours of being a mental zombie but not much help for sleep. Tonight I’m taking two at the same time and seeing if that works better.

I have two things I’m supposed to do today I I don’t want to do either of them. Go to my grandson’s birthday dinner 40 minutes away after dark. And there’s also a potluck here at the building. Oh, they are so noisy.

I want to thank everyone who responded to my post. It means so much to me. It’s hard for me to share just how depressed I’ve gotten. I’ve been in denial and until yesterday when I was thinking of unliving myself I just didn’t appreciate the depression side of bipolar. There’s nothing in my life to be depressed about. Yes I hate the darkness and dread the fall back in November. But that alone can’t account for the depth of my depression. It’s the bipolar. I suppose I’m over due. I’ve been stable now for soo many years.

My first therapy appointment is not until December tho I am on a waiting list.

So thank you everyone