I'm really tired, but I have so much in my head. Just some minimal venting, needing support.
Miss my cats, don't want to give them up. It's tearing me apart. I need my freedom and independence, but I don't know how. No one ever taught me. Can't afford it. OCD is limiting me. People stare at my trashy car. I need more room in my car. It needs repairs. The doctor I tried gave me Xanax and not Xanax ER. She would only give me one month's supply. I can have seizures, permanent disabilities, and even die if I run out. I'm feeling the difference. I can't find a psychiatrist who takes Medicare and is taking new patients. Having a hard time finding a new doctor, too. Can't eat easily because my teeth are so bad and I don't have front top teeth except broken at the gums. Too drowsy to write more.