Ugh, today it's been just one thing after another. I rode my bike to school, and when I got there, I realized that I forgot my bus pass at home. I didn't have time to ride back, so I had to ride my bike to my therapist appointment. My friend took me home later so I could look for my bus pass, but I couldn't find it in any logical place. I must have lost it sometime yesterday, since I rode the bus and rode my bike all over the place with the pass in my pocket. So she had to take me back to my therapist's office, where my bike was parked, and I had to pay the full fare to cart my bike back to school. Add that to the fact that I only got about six hours of sleep.
I talked to my therapist today, and it was really eye-opening. It's been well-established that I'm a compulsive overeater, and I went to an Overeaters Anonymous meeting about two weeks ago (I couldn't go last week because my friend really needed to work on her Algebra homework). But my therapist said that I should probably start going to Alcoholics Anonymous meetings as well. I was in denial during the meeting. I only drink about twice a month now, and I never drink alone. I'm a social drinker. But when I went to
Is AA for you?, I answered "yes" to five questions. Eek.
At least there are AA meetings on campus. I feel so out of conrol of my life because of these damn medications. It makes me overeat, drink caffeine, and drink alcohol. I'm sick of this. I'm going to make an appointment with my psychiatrist, stat, so I can reduce the size of my Effexor XR pills. I can just use a pill splitter for my Seroquel pills, but Effexor is a time-release capsule. Grr.
Hi, my name is Pollyanna, and I'm an alcoholic.