I feel it hitting..and I don’t like it.
I have been doing my best to avoid it, but I think it is time to say uncle and call my doctor. I am so fookin depressed!
Damn, there I said it…why….who the hell know!
I just feel all the joy in my life is gone. I even was sick last week and call in at work….I never do that. I have not called in sick ever. Yes, I had surgery but to just call and say I am not coming in today…never…..
I haven’t been running cause my knee is swollen and sore. I am eating nothing but junk….as I sit here with a big bag of Salt and Vinegar chips in front of my fat face…..and the worst part???? I DON’T FUCKIN CARE!
Yes I do, who am I kidding? If I didn’t care, I would not give a shit that I am just a pile of lard with no will power, motivation or incentive to do anything.
Even my pending vacation in Vegas is only adding a very slight glow to my cheeks…..waaaawaaa
Yes, I need a vacation….damn, time to talk to the doctor about Wellbutrin…
It is the only med I will even consider. No sexual side affects, and trust me I am not taking the darn testosterone and getting acne and shit just to screw it up with an antidepressant that fooks up the sex drive.
I hate taking pills, but I have to get this under control before it spirals…
Ain’t life grand???
Posted on April 13th, 2009 by islandgrl
Filed under: General