I may need to increase my psych meds. I haven't felt this depressed in awhile. I always dwell on how shitty I look and how fat I am, but today was the first time since college I woke up and thought, "I hate myself. I'd be better off dead." I can't go back to that place in my head. It's so hard to get out of it. At least when I was on Danazol I wanted everyone else dead. Not myself. As my little sister once said, "you'd rather kill others instead of yourself. That's a healthier place for you."
I'm also having pelvic pain again, so I'm scared to take my estrogen. I really wish I hadn't had to push my appointment back, but it's coming up soon.
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