it's seven forty seven am here and yet, i'm still, happy. sure, took my concerta 54mg of the morning and two 75mg venlafaxines about 15 minutes ago, but miracles don't happen with medcine. I think I'm going back to the site. now i'm calmer, happy, but not that much - just happy happy. not HAPPY. listening/watching rockshow in 5.1 and i'm not annoyed at ''long and winding road!!''
to my felow bpd-ers, i believe there's a way out. it's not suppressing the bad, it's focusing on the good. my father used to listen to that song drining wine and smoking dunhills crying in the dark at the guest room. then he went to the bedroom and the cussing fest would begin and i'd go bang on the door for them to stop.

and i just said that and i'm coping with it. yes, i'm happy.