I ran out of my meds a few days ago. My therapist and doctor are supposed to make sure that does not happen. I don't have insurance and I rely on state funded care- so I have to just wait a few days so I can see yet another doctor before I am allowed any refills. There is a revolving door of doctors and this is what happens... I am edgy, can't sleep and I'm upset. They dropped the ball. That's what I get for being uninsured and under employed. Blah blah blah, I'm unhappy.
And I have to go put on a happy face for the kids I baby sit tomorrow and I just want to stay home and cry or do whatever I want to do until I get my stupid synthetic brain chemicals.