I scheduled an appointment with my Dr. for monday. I bumped the desipramine to 100mg in the meantime. I feel really awful inside, and when I look at the mirror I don't know what I'm looking at, except that it makes me want to cry.

Lauren asked me to spend the night with her and Lisa. I made up some stupid excuse that probably sounds like an excuse. Sigh. I'd kind of want to maybe, but I don't want to sleep over there and it's snowing too. Meh. Excuses. I don't feel like doing anything.