I could not cope with life. So I took some extra anti-psychotics. So what if they make me tired? At least I shouldn’t go backwards.
Life is miserable. I have no purpose. I have a lot of apathy, which is caused by my schizoaffective disorder. I have low mood and low motivation too.
I wish I had more to write for my blog. But I am dipping into madness. I just wish I were more humble. But I’m not humble.
Such is my life. I can not predict the future. But looking into the future brings me no hope, only a certainty that I might be mistreated in an aged care facility.