On the meds...

Whoo! I'm not sure whether hyper was listed on the possible side-effects, or even whether it isn't just psychosomatic, but I'm running hard until I crash. Tell you what, though... I feel better.

Maybe it's knowing that there's hope for getting a handle on the situation. I really can't describe how awful I've been feeling (I still feel pretty bad, but it's not that bad.

There's a relative clarity that comes with it. Observe:

My friend, the one I'm occupying space with, says that I cannot occupy space with him for much longer. A few days, perhaps.

Another friend, a married woman with relationship problems, offers me her couch as a place to stay. During the dark times I probably would've said "sure, whatever." Now, I can look at that and see problems galore for a single man, let alone one in my current position.

Response? "Ummmm no."

I may have to take the college up on a dorm room, much as I despise the idea. I realize that my wife wants to make sure I'm okay to be back with the kids, but I also hope to shorten the time frame as much as possible. It makes gauging whether to take on a years lease kinda problematic. The school goes on a month by month basis, but I don't know whether she'll feel okay with me by Christmas (I really hope so, though... that one's going to be tough if I'm in no man's land.)

Another note on the band I've been running with. They did, apparently, start a suicide watch of sorts regarding me. I guess everyone knew I was depressed but me.

The only side effect I've noticed today is my eyeballs getting jiggly in the sockets (and possible hyperness). The rest of the stuff (headache, lethargy, etc.) was normal before.