...what do they have for over the counter sleep aids these days?
Today was a miserable day. My stomach has been bothering me and i don't know if it is from depression or from a lack of eating. i ate some strawberries that Sasha brought me. It didn't help. We saw Man Of Steel at the movie theater. It was an okay movie. i felt like they could have made it two movies instead of condensing everything into one movie. It got me out of the house which is a good thing. i suppose it helped my mood a tad.
Corri is coming over. i have no idea what we are going to do though. We can watch American Dad.
i'm anxious about work tomorrow but it isn't as bad as it normally is. i think i'm finally learning that it really isn't that bad. i have a good job and other than my awful human being of a boss, i don't have any reason to complain. It isn't like she is there for that long. Maybe an hour tops on the worse of occasions. i make good money and i think if i wasn't so depressed in general i could learn to like my job again. Still wish my boss would give me the weekends off. Fucking cunt.
This container of strawberries on my desk smells so wonderful. i love the smell of strawberries. They didn't taste that bad either. Wasn't consistent. Some tasted awesome. Some tasted poorly.
i wish Minerva would sit on my lap right now. i want her affection.
Ugh my tummy. The thought of eating something just makes it worse though.
i've made some new LJ friends which is kind of cool i guess. Hopefully they don't mind all my depressing posts. i just have to keep telling myself that this will pass once i am prescribed a medication that works. It helps, but it is still agony.
i could go for a smoothie to be honest.
i text'd my dad a happy birthday but he didn't respond. i probably should have called him but i really didn't feel like talking on the phone.
i don't feel like anything could make me happy right now. i'm stuck in this rut and i can't get out.
At work i like to get all my duties done early and out of the way. But by doing this i give myself nothing to do for about 4 and a half hour straight. The TV helps but for the most part it is just me and my thoughts and with depression like i have it's a bad combo. i don't look forward to it at all. This is another negative aspect of my job that could be fixed if i can just quit being depressed.
i have 2 days off in a row coming up after tomorrow and the only plans i have is an appointment with a nurse practitioner where i will explain to her that i need major help. i should inquire about a sleeping aid too. This is going to take a lot of patience and patience is one thing i don't have. All i can think about every second of the day is death and how i can achieve it peacefully. i wish i had help. i need help.
Perhaps i will have Corri take me to the store for some sleep aids. i need a good night sleep and i am not sure i can achieve it on my own tonight.
Corri is coming over. i have no idea what we are going to do though. We can watch American Dad.
i'm anxious about work tomorrow but it isn't as bad as it normally is. i think i'm finally learning that it really isn't that bad. i have a good job and other than my awful human being of a boss, i don't have any reason to complain. It isn't like she is there for that long. Maybe an hour tops on the worse of occasions. i make good money and i think if i wasn't so depressed in general i could learn to like my job again. Still wish my boss would give me the weekends off. Fucking cunt.
This container of strawberries on my desk smells so wonderful. i love the smell of strawberries. They didn't taste that bad either. Wasn't consistent. Some tasted awesome. Some tasted poorly.
i wish Minerva would sit on my lap right now. i want her affection.
Ugh my tummy. The thought of eating something just makes it worse though.
i've made some new LJ friends which is kind of cool i guess. Hopefully they don't mind all my depressing posts. i just have to keep telling myself that this will pass once i am prescribed a medication that works. It helps, but it is still agony.
i could go for a smoothie to be honest.
i text'd my dad a happy birthday but he didn't respond. i probably should have called him but i really didn't feel like talking on the phone.
i don't feel like anything could make me happy right now. i'm stuck in this rut and i can't get out.
At work i like to get all my duties done early and out of the way. But by doing this i give myself nothing to do for about 4 and a half hour straight. The TV helps but for the most part it is just me and my thoughts and with depression like i have it's a bad combo. i don't look forward to it at all. This is another negative aspect of my job that could be fixed if i can just quit being depressed.
i have 2 days off in a row coming up after tomorrow and the only plans i have is an appointment with a nurse practitioner where i will explain to her that i need major help. i should inquire about a sleeping aid too. This is going to take a lot of patience and patience is one thing i don't have. All i can think about every second of the day is death and how i can achieve it peacefully. i wish i had help. i need help.
Perhaps i will have Corri take me to the store for some sleep aids. i need a good night sleep and i am not sure i can achieve it on my own tonight.