Hey

It’s five thirty, I’m having coffee soon

The challenge of hallucinations has lessened, a little.  My heart goes out to anyone w has this condition.

I rang a few people; they told me things to do, like distract myself from these hallucinations.  I started taking my pills properly at least a week ago, so things should eventually get better.  It takes time for the levels to change.  I honestly feel that tomorrow I w be okay, so long as I avoid stress.

I’ve tried to keep everything the same, so’s to not place extra stress on my body.  I had a little extra snack tho.

I found out that listening to music w be good for me.  I like listening to music.

I also feel that everyone is crazy, so this takes the pressure of a bit, from needing to be perfect.

In Other News

The business is just having a rest atm.  I checked on it and don’t see the result I w looking for; yet.  I w stop it after five days and just wait to see w happens.

I’m thinking about changing some things, like vaping less and cleaning my home more.  I got all these ideas from my hallucinations; kinda funny that I’ve had some benefit from them.

I have the workmen in tomorrow, they are fixing a hole in the wall.

Just waiting for things to get back to normal, w I hope w happen soon.  I w doing super well and just want all that back tbh, getting on w my life, yk.

I get to see some great people and appreciate them.  This is something that is only happening later in my life I feel.  There is a closeness that is nice.

It’s nice to see that people are normal, just like me, and that we all are struggling and have our issues.  That’s the best thing about being around people.

I also get to talk to them, w reduces my stress and I just feel like I have a more fulfilling life.

I feel listening to the hallucinations or w people were saying, has changed me.  Again, somehow it has helped.  This usually happens after a relapse, feeling more connected to people, and functioning better.

It doesn’t look like hospital w be in the picture, hopefully I have left that part of my life behind me.  It only happens after relapse so is best avoided.  I broke my leg and feel I got anthrax so rly  best not to.

And it’s moving how there are so many people to help when I am struggling, and that I have support to help me get better.  I see people more now.  It makes me feel better about myself knowing w they are like, rly.

It’s the old thing of perception.  As I judge people less, my world becomes nicer and less depressing, improving my mental health.

To recovery

K