I started my medication. Apperently I'm so fucked up I need medication, CBT and a psychitist. So far my pills have made my more anxious I can barely leave the house. I was going to the grocery store but only got to the parking lot before I had to return because it was too stressful to meet other people and I couldn't bare it. I have some food at home and I've managed to keep some social engagements and not burried myself in my dungun.
My spell check doesn't work and the pills are making my a bit hyper so I'm not great at writing, you should see my handwritting, it's not pretty.
Otherwise I'm doing great. I eat today. food. it was good.