Sometimes when I feel alone, I wish that someone would come into my life, tell me what to do and sort everything out.
It’s something that my ex would do.
Sometimes I wonder if he did think that he knew what was best and just wanted to look after me but I’m here now and there’s no turning back.
Two nights ago, I took my olanzapine and it’s still in my system.
After the initial complete re-connection with reality, I had a good cry.
In relation to disconnecting from reality, I sometimes disassociate and start thinking that I am living inside a film.
Recent sex-ventures, starting a blog, and beautiful connections with a female friends that included making my bestie my emergency contact have been a bit ‘Sex in the City.’
Then there was the complete fatigue.
Today I’m cleaning the house, feeling confident about being able to secure more appropriate employment, and am back into my dental routine.
Sensible Ivy is here to sort everything out.
In fact, she will not rest until it is so.
Together we can do anything.