Dear Diary,

For the first 3 or so days that I upped my Sertraline dosage to 75mg, my brain went all fucked up and it was like I was severely depressed. I was bed bound and completely exhausted mentally and physically and ...spiritually. It wasn't a good feeling.

For the past couple days I feel that I've picked up a bit. However I still have anxiety and other worries hanging over my head.

I feel like I've died a little lately. I feel like my big social death is coming up soon. There's a big shitstorm coming soon and I'm frightened by it. I also have to accept it's coming as well.

today I did the following:

• had a haircut - slightly different style to what i usually get
• had insomnia
• lunch at mcdonalds (twice, in two different restaurants [i have a bit of a mcdonalds addiction at the moment])
• met a friend sporadically at mcD's - we talked a bit.
• Sent off my watch to the jewelers to change the strap
• went for a walk around in wimbledon, and also noting places that scenes from the it crowd were filmed
• Updated my pay matrix (I got 7 + 3 extra work days)

Upcoming I have the following today:

• Apply to a job at The Sentinel's news desk
• Go to body attack
• go to body combat
• Possibly get soem more mcdonalds on the way home