Felt better the past week or so, think the meds have properly kicked in now. Still having anxieties and other bad episodes but not nearly as bad, more like irritants now rather than full-blown panicking.
Work is still crappy, I've resigned myself to the fact that it's never going to get any better than currently is. Found out that they're having a leaving party for a girl in there and again, pretty much everyone is going except me, no one had even told me about it and I only found out because someone let it slip by accident. I'm more bemused than upset this time though. They act all nice to my face then pull something like that, again. Two-faced nobheads. Maybe it's because I'm not into the drug scene like many of them are, or because I actually have a personality whilst some of them don't and so they suck the arse of the certain person to make sure they're included.
Going to look for something else, it's clearly not a nice environment and I can't be arsed having people like that in my life. Not naive enough to think I'm ever going to find a workplace which is perfect but could you be arsed with being the person who is deliberately shunned for no reason? It's no way near as bad as the last place, I HAD to leave there for the sake of my mental health. This is just a case of me wanting to leave and not wanting to have to look at certain people anymore. Horrible pieces of work.