the cure

I wonder if there will ever be a cure for SZA in my lifetime. If there ever is, how will I be? What will my mind do? Would I miss the voices?

Are the meds polluting my brain? What are the long term effects on my body? I know how important my meds are. I hope I never forget what it's like without them. That memory scares me. I don't take my meds out of fear, I take them to function.

I guess I'm just frustrated today. My ECT is on Monday. I can feel the need for it.

I'm doing okay. I will manage until Monday.

It's been a long day. Margaret and I finished up the Kolachi's. We made walnut and apricot. This was a good batch of em..very tasty.

I started this sharepost this morning around 7am or so. I went about my day and now it's 4:09pm.

I cleaned some wood work in the kitchen. I made myself stuffed porkchops, with gravy. It was delicious.

I'm out of sorts. I feel different. Depressed some. Anxious a little. No voices though.
I'm gonna post this.

Live to give, love when you give, laugh at yourself, learn to find the peace, listen and ye shall receive,


David