kind of worried about boosting my meds, i've run out of the current batch and only have the new double dose to go on to. I have to be up early tomorrow and i'm worried boosting them tonight might give me a really bad nights sleep, i'm also a little worried that I will have more bad side effects and i'll generally be more agitated. think I might just try and do half the dose for tonight.
I have an interview with the city paper about OCD and mental illness. Have no idea what it constitutes yet and not even sure if it will come about but I have just recived an email from them. I don't have OCD but I know people who do, so I may have to get in touch with them.
I have an interview with the city paper about OCD and mental illness. Have no idea what it constitutes yet and not even sure if it will come about but I have just recived an email from them. I don't have OCD but I know people who do, so I may have to get in touch with them.
I had such a bizarre dream last night... Involving my niece being pregnant again, then her sitting in a vat of water to help with an upset stomach, whilst I wandered around a market place... Then I had to go and live in another city with a woman and her two year old son - no idea why... So I went there are was talking to a doctor who was shocked by something I told them. Then I met up with the woman whose home I was supposed to be living in and we went to the house... It was rather a dump on the outside, and inside wasn't much better. There were other people visiting her, one of which was Pär Sundström of the band Sabaton. He hugged me and asked me if I had a message for my husband, I started crying and said I couldn't live here, I needed to be back with my husband. Whilst I was crying I was stroking Pär's chest and feeling his beard and long hair with my eyes closed - pretending he was my husband to make me feel less alone (which I explained to him). Then I said "If I still feel like I can't cope in a week, tell him he must come to get me!" Pär left and I had to press a series of switches to activate lifts to go up to my room. However, the house was infested with demonic entities, and not being used to the lift system, I ended up stuck between two lifts with a demonic entity staring at me. I screamed for the woman to press the switches so I could get out of the lift, which she eventually did. I ran to the bathroom and washed make-up off of my face, then started crying again. End of dream...
What... on... earth??? Sometimes my mind puzzles even me...
Just having a bad day, also my problems, they never seem to go away.
That sucks. I don't think anyone's problems truly go away completely - you can only manage them a bit better. Sorry to hear you are having a bad day... a good one is just around the corner I am sure.
That sucks. I don't think anyone's problems truly go away completely - you can only manage them a bit better. Sorry to hear you are having a bad day... a good one is just around the corner I am sure.
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