So, I caved and upped my dose of amisulpride to 600 mg.
I reflected on how bad the previous psychosis was, and how I have had three of them in the past months.
I reflected on how awful I have been feeling during recovery. How long it felt to be taking to heal.
And I popped the pill.

Now, I just want to sleep. I don’t feel inclined to share my inner world. And why would I?
Talking to a mannequin perhaps.