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So I kind of figured that if I am/was pregnant, I probably killed it since I don't take care of myself whatsoever and because of my pills. I'm still going to get a test to make sure though. But I wasn't ready to have a baby anyway.
My back is still being annoying. I can barely sit down or stand up without it hurting and I don't like that. It's really frustrating and annoying. My body and I just can't get along. First the flu, then my lungs, then my nose and head, and now my lower back. I want a new body. A working one. I'm going to the doctor tomorrow though. Well, the nurse first and then I have to see if I can see my doc that same day too. I can't fucking stand my back hurting like this. Or having to take an 800mg pain killer or 4 aspirins at the same time. Way to go fuck up my brain and liver, self. Seriously, I don't like to take that much. Makes me feel like a druggie all over again and I hate that.
Therapy is tomorrow. I'm looking forward to it. Alex (psychiatrist) said I have depression (tell me something I don't know), anxiety problems, and some psychotic shit there too. On the whole psychotic thing, I was seeing 3897372 faces yesterday which almost caused me to have a panic attack. I called Ana instead and just left her a message. And tried to walk really fast in the rain without falling. They just freaked me out because as soon as I walked towards the door of the Music building at CCC, I saw this man standing there which of course wasn't really there. Blah.
Veggie burgers rock.
My back is still being annoying. I can barely sit down or stand up without it hurting and I don't like that. It's really frustrating and annoying. My body and I just can't get along. First the flu, then my lungs, then my nose and head, and now my lower back. I want a new body. A working one. I'm going to the doctor tomorrow though. Well, the nurse first and then I have to see if I can see my doc that same day too. I can't fucking stand my back hurting like this. Or having to take an 800mg pain killer or 4 aspirins at the same time. Way to go fuck up my brain and liver, self. Seriously, I don't like to take that much. Makes me feel like a druggie all over again and I hate that.
Therapy is tomorrow. I'm looking forward to it. Alex (psychiatrist) said I have depression (tell me something I don't know), anxiety problems, and some psychotic shit there too. On the whole psychotic thing, I was seeing 3897372 faces yesterday which almost caused me to have a panic attack. I called Ana instead and just left her a message. And tried to walk really fast in the rain without falling. They just freaked me out because as soon as I walked towards the door of the Music building at CCC, I saw this man standing there which of course wasn't really there. Blah.
Veggie burgers rock.