I ran out of my Effexor, anti-depression medication and haven't been able to get it refilled. So, I've been going through some amazing withdrawal hallucinations. Just like "Trainspotting", I've been locked in my place with images of babies crawling on the ceiling. Hope that's okay to have that happening to me.

It sucks being strung out on drugs when they are being prescribed legally and then your Doctor travels out of the country and the pharmacists won't help you. So maybe going cold turkey and just facing up to my suicidal tendencies is a positive thing.

I'll let you know if I end up killing myself.