Everything seems according to plan.. I feel good. I basically quit phenibut CT yesterday but I take a small amount before sleeping. I had sleep paralysis last night for some reason. It was quite horrifying - but I was safe physically. I had to allow the vicious demon dog to sink its fangs into my feet (It took a couple of tries but I managed to wake up).

I took 2x 15mg Dexedrine today - Somewhat productive (I think I'd prefer 2x 10mg instead but a little extra short term isn't dangerous).

I've been much more mindful of my thoughts, feelings and actions lately.. Breaking habits.. At work, I accept that I'm not going to feel like talking every day, that some days are bad and that I'll just have to accept it.

No heart palpitations, dissociation, panic attacks, paranoia - So it's good.. I'm grateful for many things and how far I've come. I can't complain compared to how I used to be. I just need to stop freaking out about the end of the world.

I've been listening to some podcasts recently when I haven't felt like doing that in a few months.. Happiness = Hearing interesting conversations.. I feel like continuing to read books as well. I have like ~20 people that I pick and choose to learn from + finding more every day...

I have to sort out my priorities, goals, dreams and such.. I said to myself that I would start that today but instead I felt like going in blindly again. I started off by making 1-2 goals every day.. I'll still continue to do that because it made a good foundation to rehabilitating myself.

My dad came to visit for the day before he goes back to Mexico (He'll be back in a month). My parents weren't fighting, my mom is happier with her job after getting some things sorted out.. Her new lump still has to be checked..