Thanks for checking in on me. I didn't follow my mom's advice and drank coffee later in the evening. I think I may have made a mistake. Now my mind is going crazy and I go back and forth between worrying that my insides are dead and knowing that of course my insides aren't dead; that's ridiculous. I did go to dinner with my family tonight to celebrate my cousin's birthday. I enjoyed myself but had quite bit of anxiety. The clozapine has at least physically calmed me for the most part. Now that I am home the anxiety is overwhelming. I keep thinking there is presence around me, following me. I can't discern if it is an angel or if it is a demon. But I am certain it is there.