Growing up, we bought a house from my brothers friend. A huge house with a bad history. My bros friend sold it because his mom died in the kitchen. And years later, his dad got stabbed by his gf in the kitchen. Everyone called the house cursed. So many things would happen there. My dad was painting our hall so there was a huge clear sheet up. It was night time and I was in the living room watching tv. All the windows were closed but this plastic sheet went "woooosh" and rippled like someone running past it. I slept with the lights on a lot of times in that house!

Dx: BP2, PTSD, bulimia/anorexia
Seroquel 300mgs
Lamictal titrating at 75mgs
Buspar 45mgs
Ativan 1mg PRN
Vyvance 50mg PRN