I'm exhausted! My grandma went completely psychotic last night and I could not convince her of the truth, so that was a royal pain in the @ss to handle, hence my exhaustion. (Her psychosis usually isn't this bad, btw.) I calmed her down by bringing her to the local bakery and letting her pick out some sweets, since she had been wanting to go for a while.

I guess it makes you realize what people have to put up with when you're psychotic, or in any mood state, really. Now it makes me feel bad when I have an episode, even though it's usually not my fault. (It's my fault when I get high on Adderall. Lol.) It's really hard on people, harder than I thought, so I really ought to give more credit to people when they help out. It takes a lot of mental and physical effort on their part to offer support.

What do you think?