My mind is still so beaten. I need to be gentle with it.
For all the mess that gets made, for everything that breaks, are those psychoses worth anything at all?
Perhaps I could ‘go the other way’.
If that is possible.

Seems to me that they have been happening more since I reduced my antipsychotic medication by 10 %…maybe that is a thing. . . It is not lost on me that Mouse (and my psychiatrist) supported that drop.

If I could trust anyone. If only I could breathe in coastal views again. It is so healing.

I have a dog being dropped off this afternoon. Not an ideal situation I think, but, it might be a gentle dose of company.

The past years have felt like I have been plugged in to an electronic notebook – which is precisely what has been happening.

What do I have that is REAL?