WatersMoon110's Journal

I didn't get on yesterday, too tired. The big party went really well, though I couldn't drink much because of my medication. I had a lot of fun, though I slept through the meetings after it (and basically slept until today).

I got a call from the Health Insurance people, because of my hospital stay. I guess they wanted to make sure I wasn't going to try something like that again. I'm really quite embarassed of my actions, and I sort of wish that I had some way to convince everyone that I'm okay now (since when I could have used all of this consern was a few weeks ago).

I understand that people just didn't realize that I was doing badly, and want to show me how much they want be to be doing well, but I feel guilty for worrying people and I want them to not feel bad for me.

I might take a nap before "lunch" and my second pill. But I really should shower sometime soon (I smell and feel gross).

I love my pills. It's weird for me to say that. But everything else I've ever been on made me feel like "not me" and also didn't help with the depression. I still feel like me, with these, only happy. It's sort of hard to really understand how something can actually help me...

*big grin*

My parakeet, Kama, is trying to "talk" to the birds outside the window. It's really cute!