Every time my brain is telling me it will last forever, even though it will really only be a few hours. But they feel like an eternity. Don’t really have anyone to talk to about it (My therapist on Monday, but it’s always hard to get going on those convos). No need for sympathy, buy ill take some positive encouragement if anyone has any to spare.
I went through a period where we experimented a lot before finding what works for me. Whether weight gain, insomnia, or (this was cataclysmic) quick enragement, it was all hell. It sucks. It’s temporary. Whether this is the right script or you need to keep trying, eventually you’ll get there. I never expected to be as happy and emotionally well as I am today. Maintain hope. It might take longer than you want, but you can get to a better place.