I’ve been in my apartment a long time, 20 years this month. My Alter tells me to run and live on the streets. He always right about things, and that’s confusing. He also wants me to commit suicide. I guess it’s me externalized saying, “I can’t take anymore.” I talked to my pdoc yesterday and my therapist Monday and didn’t communicate with them my desperation. My meds were changed though.
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