Day started out okay.
Stomach got upset as soon as I got to work. Not good.
Once my stomach felt better, the nasty, negative mood stayed.
I hate those hopeless feelings. It was such that I hated everything about me today.
I felt like giving up. I don't like that. That leads to dangerous thoughts. Don't worry about me, though. If I get bad I'll do what I did before which was call my doctor.
Now I'm at SR. I'm not happy, but I'm doing a little better. I'm anxious for next week to come. I go to my doctor Monday and am going to ask for a bump up in my current med and ask for a non-benzo anti-anxiety med. Obviously I cannot have anything that I can abuse.