“Jitters” might be a little inaccurate, I am on the precipice of a full-fledged freak out.  This has been going on since Sunday.  I guess it’s Abilify mixed with no sleep.  I am almost ready to check myself into the hospital to get some rest as well as a 2nd opinion on my meds.  But can I go that long without my kids?  Can I inconvenience Dave and whoever else gets drug into this mess with the kids when I could maybe tough it out at home?  I would feel so guilty.  I need a clone.

I don’t know what to do and I am so frustrated and exhausted.  The only bright spot in my day right now is that I need a belt for the pair of jeans I’m wearing which used to be too tight.

I want to do a million things but don’t have the energy to move.  I want to run down the street but can’t get off the couch.  It’s like I’m in a pool of mania with a sheet of icy depression on top keeping me down.