Now that the suspicion has been put in my head that it's actually my anti depressants that are making me feel like crap, I really want to come off them. And I swear the effects have been worse today. Or maybe I'm just not willing to put up with it anymore.
This afternoon, I couldn't keep my eyes open while the tv was on, and so far today I've snapped at Steve a bunch of times. I still think he's being purposefully annoying, but it's still put me in a really bad mood to be annoyed with him.
So yeah. Happy Valentine's day. Now just shut up and leave me alone so I can wallow in my own misery.