Gone sideways.

Going sideways is better than flatline; but if I keep going sideways (my own definition of which includes being on my way to the Deep End), I'm probably going to report to the psych guys at the hospital. Not a damn thing seems to be working for me right now, not even meds, meaning that my cocktail is going to have to change. Like. Now.

Internet drama isn't helping either, I've ignored or left pretty much every social place that I have online. But, I haven't found something productive to fill all this empty time with. I could write, I could play music, but right now it's just disinterest in everything.

Meh. Anyhow, we'll see where this goes, I guess.