wow, second post this week

just bumming around before I have to go to Intro to Christianity. I'm doing alright....don't know why, but it doesn't bother me too much that Katie broke up with me. I guess, as Chrisanne said, her loss. Well, I finally get to see my psychiatrist again, and there are a few things I want to go over with him, so I'd better write them down here so I don't forget. One, I've been on a constant low for two weeks now. Two, my panic attacks haven't stopped....they've been reduced, but haven't stopped, so I'll probably need an increase in the Gabitril. Three, my weight. Ever since I started the Zoloft, I've been slowly gaining weight, and since he's increased it to 150mg, three times what I was on before, my weight gain has accordingly increased, because of my increased appetite. you see, when I wasn't on the medicine, when I first became depressed, I dropped from 175lbs. to 155lbs. in three months, and kept it there. I wasn't even trying. I started working out a little, and I got up to 165lbs., muscle, not fat. Well, I haven't been working out much, and I now weigh 185lbs. I'm disgusting. either he's going to have to cut back on the zoloft, end it entirely, or give me something that will not increase my appetite. Something. It has to stop. I hate my weight. I know 185 doesn't sound like much, but I'm barely 5'8". my dad is in excellent shape, is 5'11", and weighs 175lbs. so, yeah, for my height, I'm overweight. it doesn't help that the cafeteria doesn't use the healthiest products in their food.
well, aside from that, I'm going to the holly day fair tonight, after I take Randy home, because he lives in fayetteville. hopefully Audrey and Alex can go with me, because otherwise, I only have old people for company, and as previous experiences have shown, I don't do well in that situation. Well, I need to pack, so I'll go now.