Well, started out here at the end of last year, beginning of this year, going into my first episode that would have been beyond my control without help. Places like PC (and reddit) helped me get the courage to reach out for help, and a pdoc rescued me. Really feels like that. I called, and they got me in quick without hospitalization (which at the time was a huge paranoia trigger), got me started on depakote; and I've been relatively mellow ever since.

Added the abilify and my paranoia seems to have faded to a distant echo; so much so that I might be honest about my current thoughts (seeing as how they are a tad dark and depressed) when I see my doc in a couple days. I don't think I have a plan or anything that should raise the alarm, but I haven't been depressed in over a year, and never in front of a doctor before, so I dunno. The depression may just be related to grief that will pass with time naturally...

I miss those I've lost this year.

Anyway, that's my year, it went awfully fast... without disastrous results. Hard to complain about that, considering.