One month and on the patches and lozenges. Mind and body are going crazy. I didn’t expect Nirvana, but I sure didn’t know it could feel even harder. Anxiety is eating me alive. I just want to sleep. Existing pain levels have increased to barely bearable. I get the shakes a lot from doing daily activities. I’m supposed to go to my docs today and don’t want to. I’m so tired of feeling so bad. Day to day challenges make me want to hide somewhere. I’m so tired of hearing how good I’m doing. It doesn’t feel that way to me. I’m having cravings now. Not used to that. Coming out of the holidays that were the worst ever being alone. So many triggers. I feel outnumbered.