Am i sure? No.
day 2 or 3 or maybe 4? No, 3. Day 3ish without my medicine.
I think i feel good.
I wonder if i forgot what good feels like.
Everything felt, feels, the same. Good and bad.
everything feels just ok. Same. Flat. But ok.
so i remember a broader spectrum of emotions than that.
i think.
because when you dont have any lows...you dont have highs.
And maybe i just cant enjoy things right in this coma.
Am i missing life. Am i ready to be ok without the tiny pill.
what if the tiny pill is the only thing holding my feeble self together.
what if i just sat around wondering...
So for now i feel ok.
And my brain snaps.zaps.whateverthefuck that is.
and the ground moves a bit.
I feel each step.
through each of my cells.
and im snappy.snippy again.
no patience. Sowhat?
so.
Im off to see the wizard, dickholes.
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