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by azumeow » Tue Mar 17, 2015 7:06 am
Lately, I've been feeling so close to giving up on everything. Part of it is my own fault, because I have, yet again, broken the number one rule of being on regular prescription medications: stopped taking them. It's been a week. Why did I do this?
Because I don't want to take the 5 minutes it takes to drive to the pharmacy and pick up my prescription. I've been avoiding leaving the house, and really my bed, whenever possible. I just feel like a failure, and that attitude feeds into itself, and makes me feel worse and that nothing I do will even matter, since half the time something completely out of my control ruins it for me lately. I fucked up college, I got fired from work because I have no charisma or people skills, and I can't even be physically intimate with people without risking a flashback and going into a panic attack. I have no interest in doing much lately, and I've been avoiding sleep as much as possible, because I fucking hate sleeping. It's the one time I truly lose control of my mind, and it terrifies me. So I stay up until my body forces me to sleep, then sleep for like 8-10 hours. Rinse, repeat, and you have my life for the past month.
My therapist gives me weekly tasks to do, and I mostly fail to do those due to a lack of motivation. All she wanted me to do was call my psychiatrist and talk about changing my medications to see if it could help how I'm feeling. I have to call a bunch of other doctors too, because it turns out I have a massive vitamin D deficiency, but the prescription they gave me wasn't any good, so I have to get a new one before I can get the vitamin D and not be at half the lowest boundary for "normal" levels of the stuff.
I just want to give up. The only reason I don't at this point is because
1) I know it'd hurt too many people, even if they don't really show that they give a crap about me most of the time
2) I managed to convince myself about hope, as per my signature.
I'm just so tired, though. I'm so tired of it all.
Also, not super important, but it's my birthday. March 17th, Saint Patrick's day. Woooo. All that partying and stuff, right? Getting super drunkkk? lol no, because I don't drink because I'm literally the only person in my family who is not an alcoholic, and I refuse to drink at all because of it.
"I don’t want to be here anymore, I know there’s nothing left worth staying for.
Your paradise is something I’ve endured
See I don’t think I can fight this anymore, I’m listening with one foot out the door
And something has to die to be reborn-I don’t want to be here anymore"