Upon awakening my eyelids are heavy -more so than ever before. I attribute this to the medication which is minimal yet not sufficient; I can recall a time without medication. I traveled much lighter then and maybe that was my only time of innocence. The anxiety and depression have exacerbated and nothing seems to be adequate in lifting them from me now. Although I have always experienced a day or two in the dumpster, it has been quite tolerable and seemed to pass over. For every action there is a reaction, correct? This makes sense to me. Fluctuating hormones? It could be. But the truth of the matter being, it is no longer that simple; I am now in the eye of the storm sheltered only by paper and pen....