at this point i was sobbing. my couch was wet, i was wet and burned, and the sheets are soaked through to the mattress in vomit. the last thing i want to do while sick as a dog is to mop up after the cats and do some laundry. i just piled the top sheet and blankets on top of the vomit and lay down to cry.
i know my frustration is compounded by the fact that i ran out of my SSNRI*s last night, and i' just feeling too shitty to leave the house and re-fill my prescription. i know it'll take days to recover from a couple missed doses...as soon as i miss a dose, the frustration just builds, my anxiety just builds, my confusion just builds...and so of course i don't feel at all like going out...and so the prescription remains unfilled...
i started having the fantasy again of just laying in bed, having everything i need just flowing into my veins intravenously. sometimes i just don't want to have to go on. not commit suicide or anything, just to take some time out so i don't need to do fight any more.
*Selective Seratonin/Norepinefrin Reuptake Inhibiter

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