Where I talk about drugs

I went to the shrink yesterday. He put me on Zoloft and Klonopin. I have always been very against the use of antidepressants, but I really hit a wall last week. I felt like I was simply unable to function. One of the side effects of Zoloft is a loss of appetite, which is a bonus. I took my first dose and felt a little queasy for a few hours ( a common side effect) and have not wanted to eat. At all. It's 1pm, and I am not at all hungry. I know I need to eat something, and I will, but it's nice to not have the out of control bingeing going on. 

There's a lot more going on in my head, but I just can't articulate what I'm thinking and feeling. I have a different emotion every 10 seconds, and it gives one the feeling of being on a boat on choppy waters. I can't seem to get my sea legs. I'm much more easily irritated and sensitive these days. I'm pissy at a certain family member who has not picked up the phone to call me. I shouldn't be surprised, I shouldn't care this much or let it bother me, but it does. I have no armor up right now. I am just raw. I hope the meds kick in soon.

I watched 'The Number 23" last night. I liked it a lot. Very dark and weird, and I am shocked at myself for saying this, but Jim Carrey was one hot bitch in it. Yowza. Or maybe it was just the side effect of the klonopin. Hmmm.