Saddish, but coping. My anger towards friends betrayal isn't simmering as hotly and I'm beginning to rather pity the pathetic things. But lord, the anger wore me out. I mean, who steals nutmeg and forks?for Gods sake. I'm almost bemused. Put my meds up to full amount again so I wouldn't feel so angry. Was that smart, or is that just denying me taking responsibility (for my anger)?