I just got my new antidepressant, Zoloft. I know it takes several weeks to build up in your system so we will have to wait and see how well it works. Also, tomorrow I have an appt. with a counselor on campus. Then we will go from there.
I wanted to write today but I can’t. I just do not have the mental energy. Depression is a crippling disease and I have struggled with it all my life. I may seem ok now but tomorrow I may be curled up in a ball crying my eyes out again feeling hopeless and despaired. But, at least I know I have a few friends and family who love me even when I do not love myself.
I keep seventeen pills in my rozerem bottle. I counted them again today. More than enough to get the job done. I have been very sad and depressed and I can’t seem to work through it. Tomorrow (at the behest of someone I have been talking to) I need to try and look into some counseling sevices but I don’t know where to start. I never pictured myself being here but here I am. I have hit rock bottom. Afraid to sleep. I keep having these dreams so here I am tumbling to get things out of my head.
The Yankees honored some of NYPL’s top summer readers on the field today before they faced off against the Oakland A’s in the Bronx (rain couldn’t spoil our parade). Our six young reading machines - who read well over 1,000 books combined this summer - got to meet Yankee outfielder Curtis…