Toodles would be her name, by the way. Of the hot bitch who turns into a neurotic wreck. So anyway I’m sayin’ like, I have a drinking problem. It’s not that I drink. It’s okay to have some. It’s that I use it as medicine, before noon. Fuck. I am having a beer to tame […]
I’m horrified that my psychosis could return at any moment. It’s horrifying. And therefore, I’m not stable, from the tension of not knowing if it’s really gone alone. I’m not stable, I’m not sound, I’m not at peace. Also feeling really guilty at the same time, but fucking people don’t understand that I’m not capable […]
I’m not sure what to do, except this time, it’s not a total catastrophe. I took 3 namps today. The first namp: No dreams, restful The second namp: Restful; dream: Playing with imaginary words with the brothers, literally laughing in my sleep. The best. The third namp: Restful; dream: contemplating the philosophical underpinnings of medicine […]
Wow. The last two days and last night have been hellish. Yesterday morning was not so good, some delusions of telepathy and auditory hallucinations (voices), but it got better once mom got home and I was able to talk to her, and I was able to get some work done for the rest of the […]
I really need something really badly, but I don’t know what it is. I think my brain just wants its dopamine back. Cut the risperdal shit.