Still not sure what I have, but basically, for the last four years, my brain's just been a progressively deteriorating jelly. Right now, the closest impression I've come across is just all the negative symptoms of schizophrenia, and I'm testing possible problems with mesocortical DA projection with Methylphenidate, and might eventually opt for an MRI ("The authors hypothesize that schizophrenia is characterized by abnormally low prefrontal dopamine activity (causing deficit symptoms) leading to excessive dopamine activity in mesolimbic dopamine neurons (causing positive symptoms)." http://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmed/1681750)
Anywho, I'm in perpetual cognition purgatory, but there's nothing I can do about that outside of what I'm already working on. What I'm wondering is: I have so many days when everything is just so god-awful and I really need to talk to someone about it, and even if I didn't have absolutely no one in my life anymore, I still can't air-out any of the issue problems I'm going through since I can't stand my own thoughts. I feel like my brain is trying to claw it's way out of my head, but I'm still compelled to constantly tell my idiot thoughts to shut up. I have all these bad days because how stupid my brain's becoming, and I can't think through them, because of how stupid my brain's becoming. I'm stuck in a self-fulfilling prophecy of bad