wiisp.livejournal.comI can't do this. One minute I'm fine, thinking everything will work out. The next minute I'm crying hysterically at anyone who is close enough to listen. I'm spending all of my energy on pretending I'm okay. I haven't loathed life this much since early high school, and these days, since I'm an adult, I have much easier access to things that could kill me.
I haven't even lost him yet, but the knowledge that I could very well lose this wonderful love without even a reason other than "fear of commitment" is sending me over the edge. I am NOT the kind of person who considers suicide, but the thought keeps crossing my mind, and it's getting harder to ignore. I am NOT the kind of person who drinks to feel better, but it's looking more attractive. I am NOT the kind of person who does drugs, other than the occasional bowl of pot, but lately I'm looking for anything that might get me out of my mind for a while, at least until I can fall asleep. I almost went out last night to buy a box of cough medicine to take all at once.
I have been out of therapy since July. I honestly don't think there's anything more that I can learn from talk therapy. What I have learned about myself through therapy, I can't seem to use to stabilize myself. If I could just stabilize myself I could use the therapy to make it through. If I remain unstable for much longer I'm going to become a danger to myself. So I made an appointment to go see my parents' doctor tomorrow morning and I'm going to go back on meds. I don't know what KIND of meds... I've tried Prozac in the past, which was like taking a placebo without the placebo effect, I've tried Zoloft, which made me feel like a zombie most of the time, and Effexor made me extremely tired during the day, unable to sleep at night, and gave me almost daily brain shocks. I don't know what is left to try, but I've got to try something. I worked so hard to get healthy; I can't lose it now.