Well, it is Wednesday afternoon here. 5.30pm. Today has been generally good. Hung out with my parents this morning. They are very supportive but don't really like talking about my illness. That's ok. I am so lucky to have them.

After that I went to see my T. We mostly chatted about my recent mixed psychotic episode. It has kinda freaked me out and only ended three weeks ago. Now I have university and other commitments it just feels weird going from such depths of illness to feeling fine and living life. The episode terrified me, and so does it returning. It is just so weird to snap back into reality literally overnight then carry on as if it never happened.

My T understood how I feel. We chatted about it for a while. He said being busy is helpful but so is talking about it so I can process it and move on. We agreed that it seems the Ziprasodone (Geodon) not only pulled me out of psychosis but also stabilised my mood. This has never happened before. I have never had a medication work so well. I have never been stable so now I have finally achieved it I will do everything I can to stay this way. I just cannot bear another mixed episode again. I doubt I would survive. My life has beaten me down and I am too vulnerable.