Listen fellas/fellow catgirls:
I'm OK. I finally talked to my goth trans BFF today, who I missed more than life itself.
I talked to my guitar player and said we had to start playing live, or I quit.
The suicidal ideation was coming from me being on extremely high doses of lithium which literally made me feel dead inside, killed my soul, and made me not care about anything in the world at all.
I've ignored my dog for two or three days.
I needed to be medicated, but I was over-medicated to the point that life didn't seem worth living.
I quit the lithium but will continue it but at half the dose once it leaves my system.