Here for the Lows

I guess I'll only come here when I'm down? Meh. Things are actually not so bad but money is finally reaching a place (again) where I'm so stressed out it's consuming. I'm glad I didn't decide to go off my meds recently, which I'd been considering, because right now I'd be a mess. I'm trying to pull myself out of it but he's in a mood, too. So I feel trapped end powerless. Not to mention I've got no clue (STILL) what my next move should be. I feel crippled. I see how, in these moments, I was never given the tools to cope and that just makes me feel worse instead of feeling like I should or can go out and learn anew...