It’s come to this, as I knew it would.
I’m not sure this is what this blog is for, really. But it is relative to the topic, so there we are.
I’m going to the doctor in the morning.
I’m going to be put on anti-depressants.
I don’t like that.
I don’t like that At All.
I want to get better. I have to or I’ll…
I’ll what? Do “something silly”? I don’t think so, but when I’m having a bad “episode”, for want of a better word, late at night then I often think I’d do anything to stop feeling. My God, get a grip Horner-Glister!
Was doing this for my solo performance a bad idea? Addressing my issues publicly for all to see and calling it therapy sounds great and “arty” and with any luck should get me a good grade, but do I really want to do it? I’m not sure.
I’m just feeling a bit low. Well, very low, and scared for tomorrow’s appointment. It’s stupid really and I know it, and that makes me feel worse! Vicious cycle.
I’m terrified of the side effects and I know I’m being irrational and stupid but that knowledge really doesn’t help.
I think I just need sleep and to remember that this will be worth it. My solo performance will help me. I want it to be the end of feeling extremes of mood like this!
Many apologies. I’ll be back and posting again soon.