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Mood Journaling...

So, the counselor asked me to keep a journal detailing my mood and the things that trigger them. Here we go:


Friday, April 24, 2015

- This morning my mood is calm, much more than I thought it would be since I stayed up late last night worrying about what to write about how I feel. I thought I would still be irritated about counseling, the politics involved in healthcare, and the fear I have about giving up weed. I'm not sure how, or even if, I'm going to continue on this way. I feel like I can't even make decisions about my own life because one moment I'm told I have a mental illness that needs treatment, but in the next moment I'm expected to be and behave normally and not have illogical or emotional thoughts. Right now, I'm over it (and not in a good way). I just got to focus on getting access to this medication and how to maintain that access without going broke or being driven further insane by stupid policies that can't even be followed by the folks trying to implement them.

On another note: I tried to call the Daily Planet to see if I would be able to make an appointment with Kate again...and of course at 8:11, after their own automated system says they are open, there's no answer and no way to get to an operator if you don't know an extension. Did I mention I was already over it at 8:23am?

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