Where wild minds come to rest
I really need somebody to talk to. I've never felt this depressed and heavy-hearted before, and I'm very worried it's going to last a long time and get worse. As if, this is it: my MD has stopped being a coping mechanism, and it's now working against me. A melanchic reminder. Does anyone else go through this? Used to be my MDs make me happy, but now... How about you? Does it alternate for you guys?
Also, another question: What effect do you think caffeine has on your MDing?
Lately, I've been depriving myself of artificial light and caffeine (and food unintentionally) hoping to get good night's sleep. I'm writing this up right before I get to sleep: attempt #I lost count, I think three or four. It's weird, I'm both dreading daydreaming of myself holding and spooning with my fantasy lover, and whatnot.