So it’s 3am and I’m apparently not gonna get a good nights sleep tonight… yippee. Why is it that when I’m suffering with depression, I can sleep all day long, but as soon as it gets dark out, I’m wide awake? If I start to grow fangs and have a sudden craving for blood, I’ll let you all know…
There’s been a lot of fellow bloggers touching on the subject of depression and mental illnesses lately so I thought I’d share where I’m at in the mess I call my head. I just saw my psychiatrist today and it looks like I get the pleasure of playing with the chemicals in my brain again and waiting to see what happens…. yippee. What that means is I have to go through the process of switching my head meds and dealing with whatever side-effects come along with it. I consider it a two-week long pass for any crazy to slip out while the new meds build up in my system. 
I’ll keep everyone updated on whatever random side-effects surface while I’m doing the old switcheroo. I won’t bore you with it unless we can all get a good laugh, at my expense of course! Have I told you lately that I just love being certifiably crazy? Well, I just did. It’s totally awesome. And going through a head med switcheroo is my most favorite part. Wish me luck! And a good nights sleep, for God’s sake!
