I am slowly improving. I’m walking at a normal pace instead of lurching like I was the past few days. Not as many intrusive thoughts. I’m handling work better today, though when I’m alone I just want to lay down. I feel like maybe I can go out tonight and get a book. I have no protein defrosted for dinner so we’ll probably go out, and there are a few restaurants in the shopping center where Barnes and noble is. So that sounds good. B&N is having a sale on hardcover books so I should be able to find something. I ordered “a man called ove” because I’m intrigued by the description and previews of the movie that’s based on the book (a man called Ollie).
The paranoid thoughts are mostly gone, just a slight misstep this morning but those are bound to happy even on medication. Since I’m improving just on 1mg of haldol I might be able to stay on that. The side effects are definitely much less noticeable on that low of a dose, hardly any really. So, it is what it is. I tried, it didn’t work, it’s a bummer but not the end of the world.
We have to figure out what to do on Sunday, CR convinced his grandma to take him to the arcade haha. So me and RS have the day to ourselves. I have to help my mom clean out my old room for a bit this weekend, not sure which day. I have to convince her to keep the plans if she tries to cancel. We need to get moving on emptying that house so she can move. The house is no longer safe.
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Of course it is happening inside your head. But why on earth should that mean that it is not real?
-Albus Dumbledore
That’s life. If nothing else, that is life. It’s real. Sometimes it
f—-ing hurts. But it’s sort of all we have.
-Garden State
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