Thanks, guys
Had my half pill a few hours ago. Feeling calmer, but a bit depressed. I haven’t started the antidepressant. I’m still afraid of it. I have had very bad reactions to them before. Bad enough that if it weren’t for Nestle I would have been gone in 2015. I’m not nearly prepared to talk about that in this diary.
My therapist read the side effects to me last week, trying to calm me. I agreed to start taking it, but then she told my mom about it, and I am afraid of being watched. Same reason I couldn’t do my work earlier. Afraid of being listened to. Not by my mom, despite what I said, but my dad. He spies on me. Or, used to. I don’t know. One or both.
I showered more than fifteen times this past couple of days. I also bleached a bunch of stuff. I thought my medication was lost when I hurried out of the store. So I panicked about that. And as a bad flashback. I saw a crack in the bathroom door. It’s from when my dad broke down the door to kill my mom. She had us huddled in the back behind her. She was going to protect us with her life.
I also got hate mail today. They said they’d kill the Jew. Little do they know I’m more gay than Jew. Waiting to see if my grandparents got anything similar in their mail, so I know if it’s a family thing or if it’s my neighbor. I’m pretty sure it’s my neighbor. Not sure why else it would arrive today rather than any other time. This area has gone a little funky for Halloween. Between that and the shooting nearby and the threats to the gay people to be shot down like Pulse, I am reconsidering a lisence to carry. I am too overwhelmed to even think right about it. Too many things to worry about, so little meds.
Pharmacy doesn’t have two of my other medications. So November may be harder than it needed to be. Had to be at the anniversary of — actually, no. I’m not getting into that right now. I want to be less dysregulated for five minutes.
At least I’m really clean. And feeling slightly more normal. I’m disappointed in myself but I’ve had a huge amount of triggers at the worst possible time. With few meds. Hopefully they can at least give me my hormones tomorrow. I don’t want to have to be stuck on my period for nine months again. That was painful. And a waste of tampons. I hate tampons. Needed them though. Heavy flow.
Also, I found out the missing child is probably still dead. His dad is just trying to confuse a jury into not convicting him of murder. Child murders make me cry, and crying gives me bad headaches. You’d think I’d learn to quit crying, lol. Stupid brain
Hope y’all humans are having a nice day