Nice to hear from you, Snoozy.
My psych said to abandon ketamine and I'm going to the city next week for transcranial magnetic stimulation. I'm very afraid. I'm still reeling from my sisters decision to cut off contact. I feel very alone and am tormented with obsessive ruminations.
I can't go back to drinking, but I need a break. Two plus months of crippling depression and anxiety. I look 10 years older now than I did in the summer. Something has to give. I go out every day, walk, go to the library. What more can I do? At what point do I just shut up and stop saying the same thing? I know it's tiresome. I'm a good person. I'm fighting and fighting and fighting, I'm so tired.
Thanks.