| Current mood: |  stressed |
Not even music
So very lonely, not even the music knows me.
It's impossible to get a doctor. I don't like my GP so far, but it's so daunting to think of looking for another one. This number that work says to call, I'm going to try it during my work hours. But they close at 4 so I'm going to have to miss work to meet with them, whenever that may be. And it's not something I want to discuss over the phone. All these places I keep calling... oh it's no use. It's all so overwhelming.
Why can't I work, like everyone else? It's so hard. I hate getting up, having to be somewhere, knowing I'll be in this exact spot in 6 months, knowing that they expect me to be here in 1 year... its' too much to handle.
I really can't take much more of this. But to be on meds again? To have to choke down 8 pills a day to feel like a zombie? This should be easier.
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