I really am pathetic. Today I was sitting down watching a movie, but I wasn't really paying attention. I was trying to decide which hurt more, my chest, my back, my head, or my stomach. I decided on my chest, since I had to concentrate in order to breath. But the real kicker is that I was happy for the chest pain because it took my mind off my back. Who in their right mind is happy about chest pain? Although, I think it was the meds I took for my back (regular old advil pm, by the way) that gave me the blinding chest pain. There isn't some rule against taking NSAIDS with an antidepressant, is there? Anyway, I'm a tad bit pissed, and I feel like I'm going insane. But, I gotta say that pissed feels a bit better than depressed to me. Not exactly the ideal emotion, but I'm definitely not crying. Okay, well, I'm done with my venting. Carry on, everyone.

God Bless! Hannah