I need to call the psych. Still no appointment and I'm really starting to believe (again) that something isn't right. I just need to know and I am so... tired... of struggling when everyone else breezes through just fine.
I look at other trackers on here and so few of them are as violently up and down as mine, and I don't know if that's me exaggerating or if it's true that something is wrong.
Squee helps with my moods. He explains to his friends why I stop being there, why I talk nonsense. They seem nice, understanding.
Can't really remember the last three days again.