And I couldn’t just take the meds when I figured out, bc too close to taking them again, so now I’m down almost 24 hours.
I just took the most-withdrawal-tastic (Effexor and Propranolol) “early”, and should be able to take the rest soon - but tho I’m awake, I feel ...SO bad. Kind of like I’m in another dimension, vaguely aura-y, and I have a headache.
And I was going to finish work yesterday bc I couldn’t hang out but obviously that didn’t happen, now I just feel worse and it’s going to take time to kick in.
So this one little stupid mistake fucked up my whole weekend AND spending time with my partner AND tags. (Not fun to contemplate while missing The Antidepressant of Intense Fast Withdrawal)
[update: apparently ...j wasn’t expecting to hang out anyway? So: con, crying about being a failure (on that axis) for no reason, pro: not actually fucking plans up, which WAY outweighs the mistake! That’s a huge relief.]
[Also, meds have started to kick in and I feel a little clearer and less like I’m dizzily watching someone else drive my body while offering a video feed of horrible hypothetical destinations I really don’t want to go to.
Gonna try (🤞after this many hours) to rest until I can take epilepsy meds and then get writing and work done.]
And the worst part is, part of why I forgot was because J did something nice and it threw my ‘stacking tasks’
I just took the most-withdrawal-tastic (Effexor and Propranolol) “early”, and should be able to take the rest soon - but tho I’m awake, I feel ...SO bad. Kind of like I’m in another dimension, vaguely aura-y, and I have a headache.
So this one little stupid mistake fucked up my whole weekend AND spending time with my partner AND tags. (Not fun to contemplate while missing The Antidepressant of Intense Fast Withdrawal)
I’m just. Frustrated. With myself. (understatement.)
And also annoyed at how my meds throw each other’s effects off tbh.
Gonna try (🤞after this many hours) to rest until I can take epilepsy meds and then get writing and work done.]