so i quit taking my meds AGAIN. i got suicidal AGAIN. now i'm back on them and feel great. its so weird how when you're depressed you think you've always been and always will be. then when you get better you think you've conquered it and don't need meds. i'm two completely different people on and off medicine. on meds i'm outgoing loud funny and a clean freak. not on meds i'm on the couch crying with a pile of tissues screaming i wanna die. Drastic change. i used to swear meds don't help but now in my maturity i realize they do. i guess it also helps that now i'm on celexa and wellbutrin. two antidepressants are better than one. they work on different chemicals so when you use one it helps the other work better. so i'm going to margaret cho tomarrow in atlanta with a fellow crazy. we're so excited. what's better for depression than a comedy show. i'm going to have a great time. i'll see ya'll soon.
so i'm very very sad right now. for some reason people just don't like me. i don't know what it is. people rarely like me. sometimes i hear things i've said it it's like i can't believe i said that. i don't understand why i'm so misunderstood. why i can't communicate what i'm trying to communicate. why is it that everyone always insults me. have i offended them? am i just too sensitive to criticism? i think there is something wrong with me. i deal with rejection a lot. i think that's why i'm so sad.
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