I managed to scare my therapist enough today to speak to my pdoc. Told her I got piss drunk last night and took my meds and left out the part I took like double the dose of three different OTC sleep meds and still didn't get any sleep and as we were talking a bit about it I couldn't stand being there and just screamed "CAN I FKING DIE NOW?" and she's like "uhh, do we have to go to the hospital?" nah, but is someone available to give me a ride?
ohh yeah she doubled my trazodone and added Seroquel XR "for mood"
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"I don't know what I'm looking for."
"Why not?"
"Because...because...I think it might be because if I knew I wouldn't be able to look for them."
"What, are you crazy?"
"It's a possibility I haven't ruled out yet,"
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