I Might Have Been A Bit Dramatic

Yes, I admit it, yesterday I might have been a bit overly dramatic, but I really felt like I was at my wit's end! Having slept on it, though not very well, I still really hate my bed, I realize that it is very possible that everything I am going through right now is a side effect of coming off the Lexapro, though it doesn't make it any easier and it doesn't change how I feel about having to go through all this alone. But it makes it a little easier to handle. I was online IM'ing my friend who lives in PA and she said that it is very possible that my brain chemistry is all out of whack from coming off such a powerful drug. Makes sense. There really doesn't seem to be any other explanation for my seizures so I really hope its true. If my tumor is growing again it is just the last straw. I have been doing well for two years and yet because of things outside of my control I have not been able to work and therefore I have lost my health insurance and have had to go on cobra and I am on unemployment extensions. If something is wrong and I need another surgery I can't do it. I have no disability left, I won't be able to collect unemployment, and I will lose my insurance because I won't be able to pay the cobra that is keeping me insured and then I really will lose my apartment. That is unacceptable! I can't believe that I have been through all of this for it to end that way. Just makes no sense. Granted there are many things in life that make no sense, but seriously! Everything lines up perfectly so that I get into the union and get excellent health insurance to save my life so that I can spend the next two years alone and miserable while I heal only to get worse and lose it all when I get worse and die! Nope, not buying it. Can't be my story.