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- Sep 9, 2023
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I've had a bad week. The suicidal thoughts became very intrusive and vivid over the period of just a few days, I couldn't sleep, I couldn't really function in any meaningful way. So I went to a psychiatric ambulance on Friday. They were all quite nice, I talked with a young doctor barely out of college and she really took her time with me without looking too alarmed at the suicidal ideation. Props to her. Left that place with a prescription for depression meds (Wellbutrin). It has to be the worst thing I've ever taken in my life and I tried to poison myself once so that's something.
Headache unlike anything I've ever experienced was the first thing but it only got worse from there. I don't really remeber yesterday. There is nothing in my head whatsoever. Today I woke up and felt like there was a part of me missing. My head is still hurting, I've been sweating the whole day but the worst of it all is that it somehow took away my ability to form thoughts in a way. I'm not able to form coherent sentences the way I'm used to and it's hard typing this now. I looked at a case in my law book today and realised that I can't subsume anymore. It's a thing you do with cases in continental law. I do it for hours, daily. It's like breathing for me, in a way. I know I learned it when I started uni but it's a mental process I've done so often that it became like an automatic muscle movement, it became something my brain just *does* when confronted with a case. I can't do it now. It feels like my right hand has been cut off in a cognitive sense. I'm so afraid it's not going to come back. I don't know what I would do, it's my autistic special interest, it seriously is the only thing that makes me happy. I stopped looking in the mirror because I don't recognize myself. Not sure if this is a psychotic episode but it sure feels like it.
Definitely not going to the hospital with this because I'm 99.5% sure that they wouldn't like my strategy of getting rid of this. They would probably give me *more* medication. So I'm staying home and waiting for the substance to get eliminated. It's taking its time, I feel it leaving my system very slowly now. I ordered a pizza and a large salad now somehow hoping that a lot of food can diffuse whatever this shit is doing with my brain. At least the pizza is the best I've had in a long time.
I will have to tell my therapist about all of this on Tuesday and have an apointment at psych on Friday. I guess I have to go there because I'm a suicide risk and they will look for me if I don't show up but there is no way in hell I'm taking one more of those things. I know that they always say stuff like this side effect is very rare and random and probably the drug didn't do anything bad and it's just my depression and anxiety. I will think about navigating this when I hopefully have my intellect back.
If I don't get my legal thinking back I don't know what I will do. It really wouldn't make much sense for me to live anymore if that was the case. I'll look at some show now and hope it comes back. I will even do a happy totally not depressed dance chereography with my least favorite law book if that happens.
Headache unlike anything I've ever experienced was the first thing but it only got worse from there. I don't really remeber yesterday. There is nothing in my head whatsoever. Today I woke up and felt like there was a part of me missing. My head is still hurting, I've been sweating the whole day but the worst of it all is that it somehow took away my ability to form thoughts in a way. I'm not able to form coherent sentences the way I'm used to and it's hard typing this now. I looked at a case in my law book today and realised that I can't subsume anymore. It's a thing you do with cases in continental law. I do it for hours, daily. It's like breathing for me, in a way. I know I learned it when I started uni but it's a mental process I've done so often that it became like an automatic muscle movement, it became something my brain just *does* when confronted with a case. I can't do it now. It feels like my right hand has been cut off in a cognitive sense. I'm so afraid it's not going to come back. I don't know what I would do, it's my autistic special interest, it seriously is the only thing that makes me happy. I stopped looking in the mirror because I don't recognize myself. Not sure if this is a psychotic episode but it sure feels like it.
Definitely not going to the hospital with this because I'm 99.5% sure that they wouldn't like my strategy of getting rid of this. They would probably give me *more* medication. So I'm staying home and waiting for the substance to get eliminated. It's taking its time, I feel it leaving my system very slowly now. I ordered a pizza and a large salad now somehow hoping that a lot of food can diffuse whatever this shit is doing with my brain. At least the pizza is the best I've had in a long time.
I will have to tell my therapist about all of this on Tuesday and have an apointment at psych on Friday. I guess I have to go there because I'm a suicide risk and they will look for me if I don't show up but there is no way in hell I'm taking one more of those things. I know that they always say stuff like this side effect is very rare and random and probably the drug didn't do anything bad and it's just my depression and anxiety. I will think about navigating this when I hopefully have my intellect back.
If I don't get my legal thinking back I don't know what I will do. It really wouldn't make much sense for me to live anymore if that was the case. I'll look at some show now and hope it comes back. I will even do a happy totally not depressed dance chereography with my least favorite law book if that happens.
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