I sleep very badly, of course, but my nightmares imprisonment were transformed Epic in dreams. I am fighting alongside the Arabs in Poitiers Loved scimitar or else I'm locked in a world controlled by a mad scientist whose screenplay looks like "The Truman Show". In the latter, I decided to stay in this fantastic world rather than falling into a frightening reality.
No, thank you, no need for psychoanalysis, I've already been there and did not want to finish my analysis. The nightmares are in prison due to the simple fact that I never leave home without much to be deprived of liberty. The scriptwriters strange dreams, I do not know yet and have no need to know.
clock at 6:30, like many mornings over the past two months. My psychiatrist saw yesterday, I ordered a Loxapac (antipsychotic) at bedtime instead of Tercian made me go to 40mg of Prozac and Stillnox in case of insomnia. All this chemistry in my body, my brain scares me.
My balance depends on this, I have no choice otherwise the psychiatric hospital once more.
I spin me run a coffee while wishing you a good day.
Yours.
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