For the past month now I've been telling myself I will start tomorrow, or I'll start after the weekend and making up various excuses not to when the time comes. Today I spent a good hour staring at the pills before realizing that I just can't do it. Maybe at this point I've spent so much time thinking about these meds and trying to work myself up to them that it's given me more anxiety in general. It just really sucks because I feel like I'm stuck, I can barely function most of the time because the anxiety is so bad, but I just have this huge mental block and can't take the meds. So I'm not doing anything with my life just living in the waiting until I finally manage to bite the bullet and take the meds.