gimme some of that p- a- x- i- L

I don't like taking meds. i tend to forgett oo many times anyways...

But I've been getting strange looks and comments from friends when I tell them i'm back on meds. I'm not hard core like Hedds but I don't like the idea of extra chemicals floating around in my body either. I don't ever want to be at the point where I'd have to say: I need my medication to be happy. I'd told Rocco recently if I had the time and money I'd break from school and get though this depression with loads of therapy and lots and lots of bodywork. But I can't do that. Don't have the time or money. So this is what I have to do.

Apparently I can't see any therapists anytime soon either. I'm on the waiting list to get re-interviewed into the Cook County system for another month. (Go ahead and try to find affordable mental health care - even someone to talk to - It took me forever and I have internet!) Meanwhile I've checked and I should have enough meds until then. I've forgotten to take meds so much that I've surplus from the last time I saw my psychiatrist.

I so CANNOT wait to go up to Ultimate this weekend. I can't remember the last time I went on a road trip to a national gig much less a competition! Tis gunna be a helluva lotta fun...