It's been two weeks since I've taken any Ultram. I feel good. I honestly didn't think I was going to make it this far. I thought I would of gone 2 days, maybe 3 if I was lucky. I could say it was my self will, but I know that was only a small part. My own will isn't much of anything. Without the support of a new friend that I met at around the same time I decided to try to stop again, I wouldn't of been able to make it this far. She's the most supportive and kind person I've ever met. I feel very lucky to know her and to be a recipient of her kindness.

My depression problems are still here. It's not as bad as it was two weeks ago where I was having a breakdown everyday and crying uncontrollably. I still feel awful and I still feel lonely and I still want to feel cared about and loved. Sigh. I should have a Dr. appointment sometime this coming week, so I can get on other medication and hopefully fix the side effects I'm having now.