My negative symptoms are so bad I’m going through crisis. Normally the delusions eat me alive around this time, and I take hydroxyzine and go to bed early. That’s been the norm for the past two weeks.

Today the delusions are gone, but I have no pleasure in anything.

I’m not sure if I should lift weights.

I have no chores to do. Nothing that’s like, “I could do it but I don’t feel like doing it but doing it would be rewarding.” I don’t have anything like that.

My life really is just empty.

I don’t think my therapist gets it. She’s such a fucking whore.

I hate professional mental care so much. I hate the people in it even more. They have no clue.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s