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Perhaps because I took extra Ativan last night, I'm exhausted and empty. I took it because I was congested and I get really anxious when I'm congested about the fact that I might not be able to sleep. I'm a freak, it's true.
So today, I've had nothing to say. Nada.
Liz Spikol is senior contributing editor of Philadelphia Weekly. She writes the award-winning column The Trouble With Spikol, which began as a chronicle of her struggle with mental illness, and has since expanded into humorous musings on everything from graphic novels to how to use a mop. She also writes the paper's book review column, Lit Gloss. This blog -- named one of the Top 10 Bipolar Blogs of 2007 by PsychCentral -- is about mental illness policy, news, personal journeys and more.
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I've had too many days like that myself..
Posted by: ttq | April 27, 2007 03:36 PM