Monday, May 23, 2005
My meds seem to work alright, but they mess up my sleep patterns. Sunday I couldn't wake up for most of the day; today I was wide awake at 5 a.m. Every other day or so I feel kinda fuzzy. Guess it's time to tell the doc... I am taking antidepressants and they make me feel less depressed (of course), but I still have an underlying sadness. The ghost of Angie is still haunting me, over a year after she left. She was my whole life for ten years, and now I have to face the future alone. I still talk to her on the phone. I think it's important to remain friends, and so does she. But I have given up on the notion that we can ever be together again. I would be living in a delusion if I thought that. Reality sucks sometimes.