Still have that "stuck" feeling and I'm going to have to bring this up with IC and probably talk to my doctor about increasing dose of AD meds.
There are times I wish I could just get plastered and go home with someone, anyone. Has been half a year since I felt loved in a way that meant something. I know I'm supposed to love myself, but that doesn't seem to be happening. Hugs from friends and family doesn't quite cut it.
I could use any encouragement people might be able to spare.
I’m right beside you, brother. The best advice I can give you right now is to just. Keep. Going. One minute at a time. That’s really the only choice you have. Keep going. Don’t stop. Everyone is telling us it gets better as time goes on.
