Welp, got tired and lay down and then--presto! Psychotic. Like, really, really psychotic. Out of nowhere. Had been so good for a few weeks. Weird. Dunno. My crazy brain again... Probably that old antidepressant I took yesterday that is so freaking powerful. A good reminder why I cannot take it, no matter how depressed I get.

Took an extra Trilafon, which I am sposed to do if this happens. So, I was a good patient and did that. Feeling calmer right now. My higher power is always there for me in these times, in my hardest hours. I can always count on Him to help me. So grateful for Him.