During that day, I thought ‘I’m cured, maybe I don’t even need meds’. Then I thought ‘that’s stupid, it’s because of the meds’.
And then it all faded. The problem is I keep wondering if it was something I did, or thought that triggered that good day.
I’m becoming a bit obsessed by it at the moment.
I keep thinking I don’t need meds anymore. It’s a tricky situation to be in.
I’d be like you, obsessing over the good day. Even down to thinking I was wearing lucky socks or underwear and then desperately trying to remember which of both I was wearing that day.
Yes, that’s more or less what I’m doing. Thinking about what I was thinking about. In the hope that some thought process I was going through during that day triggered something good.
I just re-read that, and it makes no sense. I think I’ve been messed up by my good day. 
At least I realised coming off meds because I was feeling good was a rookie mistake.
@everhopeful, once a woman in my hospital told me to never stop meds even if we feel fine. we are fine because of them so dont think about stopping them I guess :/…
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Thanks Anna1, no I won’t come off meds.