Paxil Day 4

Today was a nervous wreck. Well not as terrible as yesterday, but I had an awful feeling. In my gut. All day. At one point I was tasting vinegar in my mouth. Not pleasurable. My mind felt like I was away on a cloud. I could not concentrate, eat, sleep. I was a robot. I'm robotic. I was alone most of the day. I went to the library and found pleasure in a book about Death and the afterlife. It was mainly about the mind though and what people think about Death. There were no certainties. I've spoken hardly anything, but when people talked to me I could reply like a normal kid and not some freakish anxious child. I don't like it.