Docs appointment was... painful. I'm going back on meds for the foreseeable future. I'm "not emotionally equipped to deal with the demands of very young children in [my] current state". Fact is, when I was last off meds, my household comprised of... me. Just me. So a very different environment to be off-meds in.
And about the zzzzzip? I wasn't just paranoid, I was being a hypochondriac as well, which are both discrete symptoms of psychosis and the thing I was dreading I might have... but my Doc listened to me carefully and posed an alternative diagnosis of nothing whatsoever to do with my mental health. She thinks I've got vertigo. You know, as opposed to Schizo-Affective Disorder.
Well, I've never had vertigo before so how would I know what it was like?! Of course I leap to psychological reasons for hinky health matters, my brain has been the root cause of my difficulties since I was a teenager.
So goodbye unmedicated self. It's been fun a right pain in the ass.
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