"If I puked up some sonnets, would you call me a miracle?"

Jan 12, 2014 12:36

Something like an hour and a half sleep last night. I fell asleep about 5:30 a.m., and I awoke at about 7:00 a.m. (times CaST). But I didn't take Seoquel. Yesterday was, I'm quite certain, the most awake I've been in at least a year. It was the first time I hadn't taken Seroquel since I started coming off the Lamictal. Jesus, I've been in a fucking ( Read more... )

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whiskeychick January 13 2014, 05:09:55 UTC
It's warmer here, but the wind will kill you. It's done nothing for me but keep me awake and bring up my PTSD (for why, I don't know). Also, the gray. I've learned to love the gray, however, over the past eight years. It was either that or hit the river with stones in my pockets ( ... )

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alumiere January 13 2014, 23:50:20 UTC
I won't trade as the weather would fuck me up, but I'd be happy to share. Today is a bit cool, but it's sunny and mid 60s, with a bit of ocean in the breeze.

It sounds like the meds taper is going as well as possible, which I'm glad to see. Here's hoping things continue that way.

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