Comfortable With Conformity

May 31st

Thursday

I cannot believe I've been sick for two months. Is that not unbelievable? I overheard my mom telling this to someone over the phone: "My daughter's been sick for two months". Amazing.

I'm too tired to write much. I don't know if it's the medication, or my condition, or both. I'm a littel intimidated to call my pyschiatrist tommorow and mention the tiredness to him cause he's a big, scary guy. He frightens the hell out of me. I remember him storming into the Lock Down section of the hospital, screaming at me while I was shivering in my bed, "You're not going through withdrawal. You're having hysterics!" See, I thought I was going through Xanax withdrawal, but I found out much later that there is no withdrawal from Xanax, although you can be addicted to it.

God, I sound like Stronso.

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