08 August 2007

alien language

I need to increase my meds. I think I’ve been saying that for a while, but it’s true. I’m functioning fine, but last night I heard some noise while I was walking Clancy and in my mind it was a different language used by the people from another dimension. Of course, I recently read a book about traveling to a different planet, so maybe that’s where I got that idea. I don’t know. I just don’t think that’s a normal response to a noise.

But then it’s hard to know when I’m overreacting. I kind of feel like what they say about altitude sickness applies here – if you’re over a certain altitude, any sign of illness should be considered altitude sickness. In my case, any sign of strange thoughts should be considered psychotic. I hate to sound reactionary, but I don’t want to end up in a terrible place again where all my phones are being bugged and Clancy is trying to plant thoughts in my head. I can’t afford that financially or emotionally.

My next appointment with my shrink is at the end of September. I think I’ll give myself a couple more strikes before I move my appt. up. This is strike one. Two more and I go talk to him about increasing my meds.