Love Of My Life Died, Unknown Reason, Hit Me Like A Train. Absolutely No Appetite But No Will Work Out.

Absolutely exhausted from dealing with people. I will hide for a bit.

Not sure which is most abhorrent!

Having bad ticks and problems talking

Or

Going to see a doctor that has a rotten bedside manner,to put it mildly.

Hopefully I don't meltdown..

My melancholy has turned into Dispair. And my lovely PTSD is keeping me on high alert. As for my anxiety, worse. Especially when they run test after test and still observe me, no clue what's wrong with me. Good news is my anxiety is barely in control. Seems wherever I go people are yelling and items being thrown about, um, guys, this is supposed be my sanctuary, peace, safety. Well not now, it's yelling and stomping, fighting and of course, alcohol. My overnight at dad's, my getaway, decompress. Nope, they were fighting. I desperately need my space.

Shrink added more meds, let's see if it helps. I'm doing great dieting so far, dreading Thursday though.

Depression has swaddled me, it's the perfect time for my "dear friend " to be judgemental and essentially told me to shut up about my autism. Oh I will shut up alright....

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Being on time can send me in as much of a panic as being late, so I try my best to be early.

Tis the season to meltdown... you get it, right? The season for triggers, masking and trying not to flip out.