I told a nurse my voice was telling me to “end it.” She noted that to my Pdoc, and she just upped my loxapine.
I was nervous they were going to want me be in patient, but part of me wanted to go into the hospital, and part of me wanted to just get back home.
It’s kind of funny, I had a Wal-Mart bag full of books and my bible. I was ready to rock and roll!
Oh well, other than that I am ok these days. I hope you all are well and happy. On a good note - I finally got an electric guitar, yay!