Yesterday was terrible, probably an all time low (won't go into details, I don't like whining - not much to tell anyway).
My pdoc seems more desperate about all this than I am... I reassured her that I'm not going to drink, alcohol stopped being a viable option for me a long time ago. She ordered me to go back on my old, fail-proof med. I took it reluctantly last night, and woke up feeling foggy. I left her a msg a moment ago, letting her know that I won't be taking it again because I refuse to numb away my feelings again - I've done that in the past, and look at the results.
Deep down, I *know* that this sadness is healthy and necessary.
I've read this thread several times, I'll answer each post soon.
Hugs, thanks for listening
Thanks for your support