Sundays are my worst day, by far. Because I have to go to work the next day? I guess so even though work is not the reason for my downs. I woke up this morning at 6:30 and got up to take my pills. But it didn't work. The anxiety returned and I have been in bed rocking and praying since then. I just got up again and took another one of my pills to see if that would settle me. We'll see. It's back to bed to sleep some more (I hope and pray) and see if I can be myself when I wake up again.
Please, dear God. Help me.
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