It's late but I'm up still, a lot on my mind and not quite ready for sleep. I've been taking an antidepressant, zoloft, for 7 weeks. I go back to the doctor on friday to evaluate how I'm doing on it.
How am I doing on it? For starters I cry a hell of a lot less. I was crying pretty much daily, hysteric wracking sobs weekly, and wanting to die just as often prior to the meds. For the past few years (perhaps my whole life) I've been a gigantic cry baby. No longer.
I am happier. I have confidence. I have been seeing my friends regularly. I am seeing D. still and things are as intense as always but slightly smoother. It will be two years next month.
I have been having bizarre, sexual dreams. Hitting on women and sleeping with other men.
Work is going alright.
I have lost 27 pounds since the spring of 2014.
Keep in mind I was NEVER overweight. I am 5 foot 8. I have always been tall and thin. 150 was my highest and now I am 123, weighed this afternoon at work. I am skinny, yay! But my personality still needs work. I need to be more mature. I will be 30 in September.
I am high as shit right now. Not sure what this post was supposed to be about. Just checking in. I'm alive. Much love and peace to you all.