I feel like I've been run over by a truck. I have insomnia so I don't sleep at all. Was up for 28 hours before I finally got 4 hours of sleep. I'm thinking about going back to therapy. That's actually my goal before Xmas...to find a competent therapist. I'm out of medication and am seriously feeling it. There's got to be an easier way of dealing with all this stuff. I hate having to take a pill in order to make it through the day, in order to get some sleep, so I don't hallucinate/hear voices. What a life this has become. And to think at one time I thought I had a bright future ahead.