I’m no good with deadlines. I try and I try, but it just never works. Probably why I’m so bad with keeping up with my weekly features (if you didn’t notice, I did almost none of them last week).
Why is that? I don’t know. I don’t really have anything to say about it, so I don’t know why I’m writing. Just feel like I need to, I guess.
My psych finally switched my meds. I’m still on Abilify, but now instead of Celexa and Neurontin it’s Effexor and Buspar. I don’t know how they’re working yet, but I like that Effexor is for depression and anxiety and Buspar is actually for anxiety. The first day I took them I felt lightheaded in a good, calm way. The second day I felt really anxious and then slightly better, but nothing too major. The past few days have been bad, but that’s because of a certain trigger. I think I’m waiting for this big BAM moment of feeling better and I know that’s not how it works, but it would be nice.
Many of you may have read this post about my dog having seizures and me having to decide what to do. Well, first I would like to say her real name is Coco, not Gizmo, and I decided to put her down. It’s been a rather rough day and if I’m not responding to comments, that’s why. I appreciate and thank you for the outpouring of love I’ve received.