"Psychotherapy, psychotherapy, psychotherapy that's what they wanna give me..."

As evidenced by the creation of and postings in this blog of late, my anxiety problems have reached an all-time high. After having realized that I haven't had an anxiety-free day and have been having nightmares and problems falling asleep for over two weeks, I decided it was time to return to the psychologist I saw a little under two years ago at CHWS (Campus Health and Wellness Services).

After speaking to me for a few minutes, it was clear to the psychologist that my anxiety problems have indeed gotten much worse, and though I've been handling them quite well, there's no change of them ever improving without medication. In fact, without medication, there's a significant chance that the General Anxiety Disorder I have could easily turn into an anxious depressive disorder, Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, a panic disorder, or something equally destructive. She thinks starting an anxiety medication would greatly improve my quality of life with few or no side effects, so that pretty much sold me. I'm hesitant about becoming regularly medicated, but the alternatives are frightening and it really has been exhausting dealing with all of this crap when for all intents and purposes everything in my life is going great and there's nothing to be anxious about.

That being said, I've been referred to a psychiatrist (can prescribe meds, whereas psychologist cannot) for a medical evaluation ten days from now. I wish it were sooner, but there's only so much you can do when you get free psychiatric care from your school. If this psychiatrist agrees with my psychologist, I'll probably begin medication within the next month. I'm hoping it'll work as well as my psychologist seems to think it will, and that maybe by my birthday I'll be a significantly more well-adjusted person, though possibly slightly less interesting.