Told her I haven't slept much in a week and I started bawling in her office for no reason. Like uncontrollably. She won't give me Rozarem for sleep until I take my meds for at least 3 weeks straight. She wanted me to go to urgent care psychiatrist but I just promised I would find me a therapist and start taking my meds again. Getting them refilled as we speak. Ty to all of you who expressed concern for me - it has been a rough week.
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