And the alien did decree: "and bash the Crazy out"
It's nigh Shit; I've got nothing to do. Yeah; I ain't well. I'm agitated again, too distracted to do anything at all. Fuck, fuck, fuck. What do I do... Do I see Dr. Y? Do I.. what? Mom would say, "Give it time". Me? I recall that Mental Health advises you to see help ASAP when signs point to things going awry. Situation looks like: - Accused Cherish of ceasing her pills Aw, fuck. I don't think I can handle this myself. I DO have those extra .25mgs of Risperidone kicking around. Lithium doesn't seem to be the thing in effect here. Could the anti-depressant be scaling things back (so soon after giving me 2 grade-A weeks)? To top this off, my sinus stuff is coming back. Allergies are starting up. Is it just from having that big fuck-up of 24-on/24-off sleeping this week? I want to slam my head in to something, and bash the Crazy out. This shit is so disappointing. |
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