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Blueberrybook
I really think you need more than just a 25mg seroquel increase.... can you call you psychiatrist again? If I were you I wouldn't be able to handle it and I'd do something stupid and end up in the hospital.
Ugh. I was supposed to see my therapist at 8am this morning but she called sometime last night and left a voicemail asking if we could meet either later or sooner. I never check my voicemail. I've been ready since 6:30am. I would have loved to meet at 7am instead! Now we're meeting at 9:30, which is fine.
Going into the lions den (aka my parents house) next Wednesday. It's making me so depressed. They're so toxic. My sister sees them a lot more than I do and she commented on how religious psychosis is real. Great. I already know what my dad is going to say when he sees me, "When are you going to grow up?" Because of course they have to criticize my appearance. It's just... MAKING ME SO DAMN DEPRESSED! I DON'T KNOW WHY THEY HOLD SO MUCH POWER OVER ME STILL! I'LL BE A 43 YEAR OLD WOMAN WHEN I SEE THEM! (My birthday is the day before... also depressing.)
I guess I have a lot to talk about with my therapist today! Hopefully I don't start crying. Lol