Blah, again.

I'm supposed to get my results today. Something's telling me I'm not going to get them and I'm going to have to wait through the weekend. I had another bad night emotionally last night. I was doing pretty ok, and I decided I needed some time out to myself, which I took. I ended up spending an hour or so writing in a journal, which felt really good. But, then I got in a little argument with Dave and that was the end of that happy time for me.

I'm so tired of crying all the time. I see Karen tomorrow. I want medication or ANYTHING at this point to make it so I'm not a blubbering idiot every two weeks. I can't have medication until we know what's wrong with my cycle and all that crap. So, I'm stuck.

And I definitely feel stuck right now and I hate it.