Ready. Set. Sail!
Hey everyone. Just saw my pdoc and got my meds upped. Feeling really low. Lots of high levels of anxiety…
I sat in the car today, dressed up in my cute little pink skirt and black blouse. Hair and makeup done up. I parked it in the garage and closed myself inside. There was silence and complete darkness. I was alone. I turned the ignition on and let it run. Hot tears streaming down my face I sobbed loudly to myself. Hoping someone would hear me. I wanted to end it. I was tired of fighting. Then something stopped me. I opened the garage door and got out of the car. I went upstairs to my room. I passed out.
Here I am now. I hope that things will get better because I feel like a failure. I wrote this latest post with those feelings in mind. Let me know what you think: