Update

Wretchedly, wretchedly depressed at the moment.

Feelin’ all right / Not feelin’ too good myself.

I’ve adjusted to 100mg finally. I sleep for nine hours without waking up in the middle of the night.

Certain things have been okay lately and as a result, I actually felt good Tuesday, Wednesday, and today.

But in the back of my mind is the vague terror. I’ve slipped into hoping for a few things, but given my track record with, well, everything, I’m not likely to get these things that I’m hoping for. And the disappointment will crush me.

God, just typing that took several points off my mood.