I promised Sierra I wouldn’t.  So I guess I shouldn’t.

There is so much going on right now.  I haven’t had my Paxil in about a week and I’m going freaking crazy.  I hate my fucking dr.

I don’t really have anyone any more to talk to…I’ve pulled away from him.  It’s too complicated.

I’ve started talking to b again.  He’s so sweet and a great friend, but I still don’t trust him implicitly.

I guess I’m just a bit depressed…I really need to get my meds.  I had a panic attack this Thursday.  It was at the Nature Center. Complete freak out…I just wanted to sit and cry.  I made it out though.  Whew!!!