It shouldn't be like this.

I'm crying all the time. My meds got screwed up in January and my partner is still recovering from surgery in November. I'm on new meds now but they aren't doing anything for me. I am so over these feelings of hopelessness. I can't do anything. I just washed one dish in the overflowing sink and started crying again. It was all I could do. "I'm doing the best I can" my therapist says. I guess I am. But there's so much I'm not doing. I put away my lipsticks that were in my purse. I used to wear it to make me feel good about myself. Don't bother now I'm such a mess. How I'm managing to not cut my arms to ribbons I'll never know. Haven't done that lovely behavior since last April. Guess that's something.