From Thursday to Friday
During the night between Wednesday and Thursday, Mirette came for a sleepover, she had been in a concert nearby.
I got up at noon, took my morning medicine and the first biotin of the day. I tried to wash my hair with dry shampoo, but it didn’t work so I washed my hair with real shampoo. I also washed my face and put lotion on my skin and deodorant into my armpits and got dressed and put on jewelry.
And then I was done with my morning routines.
Later that day we both left at the same time. I went to see my parents because it was a holiday.
My dad answered the door, my brother was also home, and my mom was visiting downtown.
I had coffee and orange juice and ate whatever I could find from the kitchen. I took the second biotin of the day.
Later that day my mother came home, and she was angry at me because I kept on talking to her. I wish she would have realized that I was only trying to socialize, it was not my intention to make her angry.
In the evening I went back home, took my evening medicine and the last biotin of the day, and went to bed.
Last night I had very intense dreams; in one of them I went to the summer cottage with my family, and this time I was actually convinced that I had made it there. I was mighty disappointed when I woke up.
I don’t understand why I keep on having so many dreams about the summer cottage.
In another dream, I went geocaching. I also had dreams of Lapland and the town where the psychiatric hospital was, the one where I was treated in 2006 - 2007, and in another dream I was looking for four- leaf clovers with my childhood friend whom I haven’t met since we moved away.
I woke up early and continued sleeping; about at eleven o’clock, I started thinking that I may have to get up soon-ish. I got up and logged in to my online bank account and noticed that I had received the usual weekly allowance.
I took my morning medicine and the first biotin of the day, got dressed, and put lotion on my face, and put on some jewelry.
I paid my gym membership fee and Spotify Premium subscription: even if my account statement said it hasn’t been paid, my Spotify still worked.
I went to an ATM machine and withdrew cash, and then I went to the nearest newsagent to recharge my travel card so I can travel in the metropolitan area until June 20th.
I traveled to Eleclya’s hometown and went to Fountain House. I learned that they were going on an outing, so I left.
I went to the café where Eleclya works and ordered an iced mint chocolate espresso. Eleclya looked funny now that she has taken all her facial piercings off; well, not exactly funny, she looked like an ordinary person, but it has been a while since I saw her without her piercing.
I took a bus to downtown simply because I wanted to travel a long way to celebrate the fact that I got my traveling privileges back.
I went to a supermarket, and bought a box of tissues, a box of toilet paper, a can of soy milk, a bag of sugar, and a box of coffee grounds.
I took a train back home.
Once there, I put my shopping to their rightful places, took the second biotin supplement of the day, and made coffee.
I washed a load of laundry.
Later that day, Mirette came for a visit and brought some of her food and other stuff.
I went to the sauna, but I couldn’t enjoy it because I was bothered by my delusions. I might be getting my period soon, my delusions worsening is a certain sign that I am going to have PMS.
Once back home, I put lotion on my skin and got dressed into a nightie.
I feel weird. Strung up, wired up, nervous, and my throat is dry no matter how much water I drink.
I watched the movies The Ring, The Silence, and a bit of the TV show The Mist on Netflix.
I got up at noon, took my morning medicine and the first biotin of the day. I tried to wash my hair with dry shampoo, but it didn’t work so I washed my hair with real shampoo. I also washed my face and put lotion on my skin and deodorant into my armpits and got dressed and put on jewelry.
And then I was done with my morning routines.
Later that day we both left at the same time. I went to see my parents because it was a holiday.
My dad answered the door, my brother was also home, and my mom was visiting downtown.
I had coffee and orange juice and ate whatever I could find from the kitchen. I took the second biotin of the day.
Later that day my mother came home, and she was angry at me because I kept on talking to her. I wish she would have realized that I was only trying to socialize, it was not my intention to make her angry.
In the evening I went back home, took my evening medicine and the last biotin of the day, and went to bed.
Last night I had very intense dreams; in one of them I went to the summer cottage with my family, and this time I was actually convinced that I had made it there. I was mighty disappointed when I woke up.
I don’t understand why I keep on having so many dreams about the summer cottage.
In another dream, I went geocaching. I also had dreams of Lapland and the town where the psychiatric hospital was, the one where I was treated in 2006 - 2007, and in another dream I was looking for four- leaf clovers with my childhood friend whom I haven’t met since we moved away.
I woke up early and continued sleeping; about at eleven o’clock, I started thinking that I may have to get up soon-ish. I got up and logged in to my online bank account and noticed that I had received the usual weekly allowance.
I took my morning medicine and the first biotin of the day, got dressed, and put lotion on my face, and put on some jewelry.
I paid my gym membership fee and Spotify Premium subscription: even if my account statement said it hasn’t been paid, my Spotify still worked.
I went to an ATM machine and withdrew cash, and then I went to the nearest newsagent to recharge my travel card so I can travel in the metropolitan area until June 20th.
I traveled to Eleclya’s hometown and went to Fountain House. I learned that they were going on an outing, so I left.
I went to the café where Eleclya works and ordered an iced mint chocolate espresso. Eleclya looked funny now that she has taken all her facial piercings off; well, not exactly funny, she looked like an ordinary person, but it has been a while since I saw her without her piercing.
I took a bus to downtown simply because I wanted to travel a long way to celebrate the fact that I got my traveling privileges back.
I went to a supermarket, and bought a box of tissues, a box of toilet paper, a can of soy milk, a bag of sugar, and a box of coffee grounds.
I took a train back home.
Once there, I put my shopping to their rightful places, took the second biotin supplement of the day, and made coffee.
I washed a load of laundry.
Later that day, Mirette came for a visit and brought some of her food and other stuff.
I went to the sauna, but I couldn’t enjoy it because I was bothered by my delusions. I might be getting my period soon, my delusions worsening is a certain sign that I am going to have PMS.
Once back home, I put lotion on my skin and got dressed into a nightie.
I feel weird. Strung up, wired up, nervous, and my throat is dry no matter how much water I drink.
I watched the movies The Ring, The Silence, and a bit of the TV show The Mist on Netflix.