I feel terrible today. The Paxil CR is really fucking me over. It's sedating me during the day and somehow managing to keep me up during the night with insomnia even though I'm tired as hell. I want a new psychiatrist. Cry. I just want to feel better. I really want stuff to improve before Thanksgiving so I can have a good time with Kaye & Tessa, but it's not looking like it's going to happen. And I'll be really sad if I don't go because I don't feel good or because I'm too scared. I really want to see them. Sigh.
Life is really sucking hard.