A bad patient...

I let myself run out of medication, and I am depressed and angry. I've gotten my prescrip refilled, but it'll take a few days to get back to "normal". The noises in my head are so loud. I'm careful about saying "voices", because I do not hear "voices" telling me to do things, but my own thoughts are so random and scattered and plentiful. I couldn't sleep til after 3 this morning. I am just overwhelmed. And it takes everything I have to not cry - at everything. It's hard to pray when I'm like this because I can't think in a straight line. It's also hard to get anything done, because everything is a mountain. Then after a day or so of doing nothing this place really is a mountain. I hate feeling this way. Everyone deserves better.