Just Begun

Continuing the fight with my HSA to get reimbursed...a little upset that Amy hasn't jumped in re: my plan's start date, as I explicitly asked and she explicitly answered that it was supposed to start at the beginning of the year, not July, like they're trying to say. I'll get there, I just need to keep my fangs sheathed.

My session with Candace was...weird. On the plus side, she's not in Camp Fuck Your Meds. For sure, make sure you don't get addicted, but she was mostly focused on how I sank *so deep* last week, but not because of any PTSD triggers or similar. Just because my baseline is apparently I Want Out, which means my depression is chemical. She recommended I drop Riz, but my Harmony Bear nature took over, and I worried about upsetting him...y'know, despite him constantly fucking up my prescriptions.

I called my pharmacy, they finally had my meds in...but it turns out my psych just prescribed the full 20 mg in one dose. Look, not that I can't ration almost anything, but it sort of seconds Candace's conclusion of me needing to toss Riz. I was happy I rationed the meds my friend gave me, since his were 5mg each, though he thankfully mentioned he has a pill cutter, so he'll be okay.

I watched more Schitt's Creek in the evening...sort of. I mostly tried to get out of my head via any chemical I could grasp. If if could just find THC x 100-ish, I'd be okay.