Sleep Much?

Something's wrong. And i say this, without meaning to worry anyone. I promise. But something's wrong. This whole past week, or so, my body, has not wanted to cooperate. It's been really hard to do ANYTHING! I can't stand it! I am now, in a horrible horrible habit because of my body not doing what i want and should be able to normally do. Now, on to explaining. I go to work from 7:30, to 2:15 daily. I don't mind this. NO not at all. It's fine. However, when i get home at 2:30, i almost immediately have to sleep. I can sleep, til 7. Which, honestly, takes 4 and a half hours a day out of mine, and I HATE IT! BUT...Either way.I need help. I can't continue like this! I need to schedule a doctor appt asap to figure out what's going on! I haven't been this tired since I was Pregnant with Xander.
Which brings me to my next point. I'm not pregnant. I had thought of that. I checked...took a test....twas negative. So i'm not pregnant. But i certainly feel, (minus the constant urination and constant need to eat) like i'm pregnant. No fun. Especially, when, you at least have a reason to be feeling like this. You're body, making another human being, is great! However....to my disappointment...i'm not. Not that i'm ready for another one so close! BUT that would for sure make me feel less worried about my lack of energy, and whatnot.  I would love to know what the hell is going on.
Next point, that needs to be discussed. WHO THE HELL, thought of the anti-depression pills, that make you MORE DEPRESSED?! Well, that's what's been going on. My extreme vulnerability, my regression, yeah...all thanks to a little medicine, supposed to be doing the opposite of what it's doing. Thanks jackass. (Excuse my lack of propriety with that word. Show how pissed i am?) Well, so, once i decided, hey, maybe that's the problem, i stopped taking my pills. Therefore, withdrawal. So, if you've ever actually withdrawn yourself from taking a certain medication, if it was doing anything to your body, you'd know it from withdrawal. Immediatly, like, after 36-48 hours of not taking my medication, i start twitching...and this isn't like, some little tiny twitch. You know those movies, where someone goes to rehab for a drug or alcohol addiction, and so they're all twitchy and weird? That's me. Well, was me. So, I all of a sudden, almost have no control over how stable i look, or walk, etc. SO, imagine that, in MY line of work, with people i DON'T know quite as well as i did in my OTHER job. Yeah, you can imagine the awkwardness. Awful. So, that's been shitty. (Yes i meant to say shitty.)

PS....Don't judge me. I have a tattoo that shows and one that doesn't. I swear. I almost always, wear a cross. (I.e. not freaking mormon) but when the hell did that become a horrible thing to be. Not mormon. Really? You'd be surprised how differently i'm treated. ESPECIALLY since i have a child, and my husband looks like he's 12 years old. My hell, the stares i get are incredible. People definitely are awesome. NOT! Certainly you can't expect me to be too shocked. I knew (of) the risks of getting a tattoo and having it show. However, I completely and 100% believe, people, are shits. (For a lack of better/more mature wording right now) I'm disgusted with how people act here. Here, as in UTah. That's right UTah. i've honestly thought of moving. I want to be closer to family. And...the family i care the most about, is in Virginia. Where there are NOT half as many judgmental people.

Enough for tonight.