Yesterday, when I was really anxious, I took a lorazepam, and all was right with the world.  How sad is that?

I can’t remember if I mentioned this in a previous post, but a couple months ago, I told my psychiatrist that I was no longer sleeping well with 50 mg of Trazodone, so he upped my dose to 100 mg.  That seemed to do the trick for a week or so, and then I started sleeping badly again.

Things at work have been messed up, and I’m at that “move up or move out” stage, so that’s increasing my anxiety.

I feel like I’m PMSing, but I don’t think that’s possible.  Siiiiigh.

Does anyone still read this?  Probably not, since I haven’t posted in about nine months.

So, to update…  I’m still taking Trazodone and Lorazepam for sleep/anxiety.  I’m up to 100 mg of Trazodone, and it helps, but sometimes I still need an extra Tylenol PM or two to get to sleep….

Lexapro is still at 20 mg, and I am not an emotional wreck, so I guess it’s working.  I have no sex drive, which sucks.  Work has been fairly stressful and annoying, and it may be time for a change, soon…

Anyway, it is what it is.  I’m going to try to keep up with this blog.  Seriously.