I'm falling apart. I go from angry to wanting to sob, to wanting to just lay in bed and let myself die.
Part of it is being out of a certain medication (without the birth control, the hormones go whackadoodle), because of stupid prior auth and a doctor's office fucking off.
But I know a huge chunk of it is everything going on. My dog is awesome, but a good conversationalist he's not. My roommates basically work/come home/hide in their room together. Which is their right, but it makes me feel even more isolated. I'm a person who stays home a lot, but being told I HAVE TO, bumps up against my Defiance disorder thing I can't remember the name of. Clearly, I'm staying in, but I don't have to /like it/ sort of shit.