Update turns out I mixed up my spironolactone and sertraline so I’ve actually just been going through withdrawals hence the waking up in a sweat unable to distinguish my dreams from reality
Me when I find myself disappointed by friends and I'm trying to not let the price of community is inconvenience mantra plague me more than it already does
Keep having nightmares where I’m showing someone something on my phone and somehow my ChatGPT search history comes up. Is this my subconscious’s greatest conception of shame