i didn't sleep last night. i was worried about my taxes being accepted. i tried to think of the worse case scenario. I just took my pills and i raised the zoloft as directed. i am now on 75mg.
I feel unstable and scared.
abby was up most of the night with me and wanted to be petted. she seems to be okay right now. pudge spent the whole day under the bed. she came out later when i called her.
I wish i weren't so scared. I spoke with my friend in Israel and mentioned the taxes and she said she had a friend who was having a horrible time with the irs and at first they were negotiating and she was paying it off but then they lost the record and charged her more. she had to hire somebody. that really set me off. i wish she hadn't mentioned it.
bobby