It would have been a nice day if it wasn't for the delusions
Last night I had a dream where I went to this anarchist arts & crafts center that was held in an abandoned building. Each floor was dedicated to different craft; painting, pottery, knitting, sewing, and other stuff. It was also a beautiful dawn, the sky was all pearly pink.
I was already awake before my alarm clock rang, but I didn’t feel like getting up. I would literally sell my soul for five minutes of extra sleep.
I got up, took my morning meds, and made coffee. I applied basic lotion on my legs, and did the morning skincare regiment, and got dressed.
I played Pokemon Go, and then I called my mother and asked her if I can come over, she said yes I can. I walked to my parents’ home, once there my mom let me in.
I drank orange juice and coffee, and made some sandwiches.
I walked to the train station and caught a train to another town, and then a train to Riikka’s hometown. Once there, I went to see her.
We watched a Miss Marple movie and drank coffee.
In the evening, she walked with me to the train station. I took a train to another town and then a train back to my hometown. I went to the supermarket and bought a toothbrush, knitting yarn, and milk. I went back home, took my evening meds, and did the evening skincare regiment. I applied basic lotion on my thighs, and then I went to bed.
I am getting increasingly worried about my mental health, it seems to have flared up. I get these fits when I feel like screaming, punching myself, breaking stuff, and tearing my own hair, except that I don’t act out on them. I should take some tranquilizers, but I have run out of them and also the prescription has expired.
Sometimes I wonder if it's the delusions that make me angry, or the fact that I always react to them.
I was once told that things are only as bad as we react to them. I think it sounds like victim- blaming, but in this case, I could say it's not my delusions but the way I react to them.
Tomorrow will be busy; I will do the rest of the housework, that is, tidy up the bathroom, hoover the floor, and take out the recycling. Then I need to go fetch Mirette's backpack from the dressmaker and bring them a bunch of clothes to be mended, then I will take the towels to the animal shelter.
I was already awake before my alarm clock rang, but I didn’t feel like getting up. I would literally sell my soul for five minutes of extra sleep.
I got up, took my morning meds, and made coffee. I applied basic lotion on my legs, and did the morning skincare regiment, and got dressed.
I played Pokemon Go, and then I called my mother and asked her if I can come over, she said yes I can. I walked to my parents’ home, once there my mom let me in.
I drank orange juice and coffee, and made some sandwiches.
I walked to the train station and caught a train to another town, and then a train to Riikka’s hometown. Once there, I went to see her.
We watched a Miss Marple movie and drank coffee.
In the evening, she walked with me to the train station. I took a train to another town and then a train back to my hometown. I went to the supermarket and bought a toothbrush, knitting yarn, and milk. I went back home, took my evening meds, and did the evening skincare regiment. I applied basic lotion on my thighs, and then I went to bed.
I am getting increasingly worried about my mental health, it seems to have flared up. I get these fits when I feel like screaming, punching myself, breaking stuff, and tearing my own hair, except that I don’t act out on them. I should take some tranquilizers, but I have run out of them and also the prescription has expired.
Sometimes I wonder if it's the delusions that make me angry, or the fact that I always react to them.
I was once told that things are only as bad as we react to them. I think it sounds like victim- blaming, but in this case, I could say it's not my delusions but the way I react to them.
Tomorrow will be busy; I will do the rest of the housework, that is, tidy up the bathroom, hoover the floor, and take out the recycling. Then I need to go fetch Mirette's backpack from the dressmaker and bring them a bunch of clothes to be mended, then I will take the towels to the animal shelter.