Passing For Normal

First, I'm about to give up on Wellbutrin, which means the death of one more source of hope. This is so hard to acknowledge that I've been putting off even admitting that it's not working for much longer than I should have. It's very hard not to give in to despair. But my worst side effect turns out to be generalized apathy, and that is something I simply cannot afford -- overcoming inertia is already a serious on-going battle, and this has compounded that problem -- not to mention that it deadens a lot of the joy that normally keeps me going even during serious depressive downturns and damages my relationships, both RL and fannish. So. There's that. Guess I need to make an appointment with my doc. I'm waffling about whether to ask for a referral to a psychiatrist to work on meds with me, since I know my primary care doc doesn't like being point man on something that's not his area of expertise, particularly given my complicated history with this stuff. Anyway. Moving on.

As for fannish participation: I've complained already, in previous posts, about my new desktop computer being OMG LOUD with its turbo-whine motherboard fan that makes recording podfic impossible. There's nothing I can do about that -- having a friend build your computer means giving up yelling rights -- so I managed to finagle the funds to buy a Zoom voice recorder, and it arrived today. I will be able to podfic again! \o/ Once I figure out how to use it, that is.

Speaking of which: casestory just put up the artist claiming post for the current podfic challenge, and now I'll actually be able to record my promised fic. I've been fretting a lot over that.