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Sometimes this livejournal feels more like a burden than an outlet. Isn't that stupid?
I feel as though I am never going to be free of this apparent chemical imbalance and these emotional mental problems of mine. I probably never will be. I sometimes do not take my anti-depressant pill at the same time every day. The results are disturbing to me. This morning, I did not take my pill at the same time as my bc pill. Yesterday, I did though. Consequently, between the time I took my birth control and finally took my antidepressant pill, I experienced the usual horrible bout of nightmares as I slept. Everytime I don't take my pill within twenty-four hours of my last dose, I experience this. I find this in itself depressing. I hate knowing that, because of a pill, I am spared having to suffer nightmares.
It also seems that I am too sensitive to everything Scottland says. Everything he says is under my emotional scrutiny. I can't help it. I wish he wasn't looking over me reading this right now. It would be much better if he would just read it after I am done typing.
I'm never going to be "normal" like other people. I just can't find anyone who has the same problems as I that I can really get any help from. Everyone is all alone in their problems.
Scottland is a huge bum. He figures he'll get some work done at home so he can come home earlier tomorrow. In reality, he'll be a work just as long. I hate it.
I don't know what to do.
I feel as though I am never going to be free of this apparent chemical imbalance and these emotional mental problems of mine. I probably never will be. I sometimes do not take my anti-depressant pill at the same time every day. The results are disturbing to me. This morning, I did not take my pill at the same time as my bc pill. Yesterday, I did though. Consequently, between the time I took my birth control and finally took my antidepressant pill, I experienced the usual horrible bout of nightmares as I slept. Everytime I don't take my pill within twenty-four hours of my last dose, I experience this. I find this in itself depressing. I hate knowing that, because of a pill, I am spared having to suffer nightmares.
It also seems that I am too sensitive to everything Scottland says. Everything he says is under my emotional scrutiny. I can't help it. I wish he wasn't looking over me reading this right now. It would be much better if he would just read it after I am done typing.
I'm never going to be "normal" like other people. I just can't find anyone who has the same problems as I that I can really get any help from. Everyone is all alone in their problems.
Scottland is a huge bum. He figures he'll get some work done at home so he can come home earlier tomorrow. In reality, he'll be a work just as long. I hate it.
I don't know what to do.