Jan 25, 2008 22:16
I've only been outside my front door three times this week.
I've hit a new bottom in my depression and add a little anxiety and social phobia to that and this is the result.
This weekend will be spent to pep myself to go to the doctor on monday and change my meds... Efexor is clearly not working and I think it has caused some manic episodes... I think I must accept the fact that I'm clearly Bipolar (not officially diagnosed yet) and tell my doctor the whole truth about the stupid, irresponsible and dangerous things I've done on during my mania...
I just need to be able to leave my apartment first....