I have nothing to add to the world. This zoloft is kicking my ass from here to Tuesday, all I want to do is sleep. I haven't managed to have one successful restricting day. Falling off the wagon I swear to fuck I never thought I'd let this happen. I am such a disgusting piggy. WHAT THE FUCK PIGGY!? Somehow, I have managed to maintain my weight, so I'm not gaining which is a good thing I think? BUT THIS FUCKING ZOLOFT - all I want is sleep. Like ALL I want. Feels like I could sleep for ten years. So I am going to start taking it in the evening instead of the morning, cuz the doctor said it isn't supposed to make you sleepy. It's not a tranquiliser.
I need it to kick in soon though, because I have to move out in a week and so far the idea is not going down very well with me. Queue panic attacks. GOD I HATE THIS! I just wish it was mid January already, so that all of this can be over. Why oh why. When am I supposed to be better? *cry*
Hopefully, I will have less fat things to share tomorrow. I doubt it.
Shame & Pain