Oh Xanax, How I Miss You...
I used to be on Xanax for my panic attacks. That was back when I was still on bipolar meds, though. I stopped taking the Trileptal and with it my Xanax prescription ran out.
Since I stopped taking the Trileptal, because body tremors while driving is terrifying, I've been able to get back the self control that I used in high school. The only issue is when I have a panic/stress attack. I can't control that. It just gets too far out of my control to deal with... so I'm going to have to ask my regular physician if she can pick up the Xanax prescription for me, where my secondary shrink left off.. She's easier to get to than my secondary shrink, and my primary shrink doesn't do meds... so...
That'll be fun...
Other than that... Tuesday we have a mini-blizzard, and I was glad I wasn't driving home from work. That IS one of the awesome things about carpooling. Anyway... Mom had to take me to pick Red up from work. I just didn't trust my tires in that snow... I can't wait to get my new tires. I placed the order today. Hazaah.
For my snow day I took Red to his PO, then did some laundry, took the cats to the vet (in Lakewood), shoveled my driveway, then Mom's driveway, then cleaned out my car, did dishes, did more laundry, tackled the room full of crap to find YET MORE laundry to do... and then went to pick Red up from work. We ran by Andrew & Lindz's place to grab Season 2 of Supernatural, and then went home.
On the way home I had a mild freak out, but when we got home I just lost it. My world's been spinning recently and I don't really know how to handle it all. I just keep hoping it'll get better. It was about Rache, mostly... long sob short is that I'm tired of her indifference toward my efforts to maintain a friendship with her. Red told me to try and be friends with Lydia... who I don't really like because she's prettier than me and a stripper... and Red says she's a little dumb... I don't do well with dumb. I'm realizing that I'm going to have to start accepting that I'm probably not going to have close friends again. It really bothers me, but what can I be expected to do other than accept that? People are either crazy, stupid or both and I can't be close to those people...
I'm lonely... so very lonely...
Since I stopped taking the Trileptal, because body tremors while driving is terrifying, I've been able to get back the self control that I used in high school. The only issue is when I have a panic/stress attack. I can't control that. It just gets too far out of my control to deal with... so I'm going to have to ask my regular physician if she can pick up the Xanax prescription for me, where my secondary shrink left off.. She's easier to get to than my secondary shrink, and my primary shrink doesn't do meds... so...
That'll be fun...
Other than that... Tuesday we have a mini-blizzard, and I was glad I wasn't driving home from work. That IS one of the awesome things about carpooling. Anyway... Mom had to take me to pick Red up from work. I just didn't trust my tires in that snow... I can't wait to get my new tires. I placed the order today. Hazaah.
For my snow day I took Red to his PO, then did some laundry, took the cats to the vet (in Lakewood), shoveled my driveway, then Mom's driveway, then cleaned out my car, did dishes, did more laundry, tackled the room full of crap to find YET MORE laundry to do... and then went to pick Red up from work. We ran by Andrew & Lindz's place to grab Season 2 of Supernatural, and then went home.
On the way home I had a mild freak out, but when we got home I just lost it. My world's been spinning recently and I don't really know how to handle it all. I just keep hoping it'll get better. It was about Rache, mostly... long sob short is that I'm tired of her indifference toward my efforts to maintain a friendship with her. Red told me to try and be friends with Lydia... who I don't really like because she's prettier than me and a stripper... and Red says she's a little dumb... I don't do well with dumb. I'm realizing that I'm going to have to start accepting that I'm probably not going to have close friends again. It really bothers me, but what can I be expected to do other than accept that? People are either crazy, stupid or both and I can't be close to those people...
I'm lonely... so very lonely...