So I went to FanimeCon which is something I’ve been planning for a long time. I went the first evening and was so disappointed and depressed that I didn’t go the following three days- I just sat at home, even though I paid 65 dollars for my ticket. I’d say this is by far the worst my depression has gotten.
So, I’m going to Westside Crisis Clinic this morning to get my meds adjusted because I don’t know if I can hold down a job if I stay like this.
I guess that’s all I have to say.