It’s been a shitty day at the “office”. I didn’t feel like getting up today, or getting ready for the next day last night. I stayed up to one o’clock or thereabouts, I think it was closer to two by the time I hit the sack. I didn’t feel good, or feel right, but I managed to sample some previously seen movies to help ebb me to sleep.
The morning after, today, I felt like crap. My head was all over the place, my thoughts were confused and muddled, and I had no desire to attend or take part in therapy...
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Another morning, and another day where I feel physically sick. It’s been better than the previous few days, but the nausea is still there.
I feel I’m going through the withdrawal symptoms now of not having taken my medication for the best part of a week. I can’t shake this nausea either, and I’ve become more irritable. Everything around me is causing me to tick, to feel aggressive, and to feel alienated. I’ve become more paranoid about the space occupied around me, the voice has been much more prominent and controlling.
I think part of the sickness stems from my exhaustion of...
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I am having a horrid time trying to cope with my medication ceasing. I have felt an overwhelming and powerful sense of mass nausea and a super low in my depression. I’m having a massively hard time trying to deal with it.
My body is physically rejecting my control, I can’t seem to stop the sickness or lift my spirits and break free from the low. My skull has been splitting and I’ve felt restless, and yet sleep deprived. For the past few days I’ve forced myself to sleep, but the sleep is fragmented and unreal.
It continues to dog me, as...
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