It's been a week now since I started on Wellbutrin. While it is still too early to say for certain if it is working, I do feel a bit better than I did last week. The only side effect so far is that it makes me drowsy - the exact opposite of what I'd been told would happen. Medications really do affect everyone differently!

It hasn't affected my writing, for good or ill. I'm still producing at a slow pace, but I certainly haven't stopped. I'm nearly done the next chapter in my update of Rytis Maxwell, and have very nearly reached the climax. I've still got a few more months to go before the first draft will be finished, but I'm sure I will get there.

Work has been very slow this week. One shift was canceled, and the two I've had were only three hour shifts. I'm delighted about not having to spend more time there, but at the same time it means I am earning less money. Things are always slow at the end of each month, but this is the slowest I've seen it in a long time. I need to find a better job soon.

Well, But Rin

These last few months have been a trying, difficult time. My depression has gotten worse, and help has been inconsistent. But not non-existent. I'm seeing a new doctor for it now, and he's prescribed to me a new medication (Wellbutrin) to add on to my current pills. It's only been three days, but I've felt a lot better. At least until yesterday, when I got nailed at work for something stupid (again).

Work has been painful. I hate going, I hate it when I'm asked to stay late (even though it means extra money), and I really hate being called into the office so that some 19-year-old kid can tell me how to do my job. I've now been put "on probation" for not reading the survey scripts verbatim. I would make improvements to the flow of the script, making it sound better while cutting down the length of each question. The basic nature of the survey, and each question, was not changed at all. At least, that's what I thought.

But no. They say each sentence, each word has to be read exactly as it appears on the screen. Which is ridiculous, considering we are expected to improvise to get people to stick with the survey, or to answer their questions. They told me they can't show my surveys to the client, because of the things I've done. So all the surveys I've been doing for this particular client, for the last I don't know how long, have all been deleted. As if I wasn't even there.

The survey job is my only source of income (apart from my writing, but those cheques are few and far between). Nevertheless, I'm probably going to quit very soon. I just can't take any more damage to my mental health right now.