So many things have happened in my life.
From being a med student, to being a real estate agent, I am now a freelance writer.
I am still schizoaffective.
I went through a horrible stint with what the Archdiocese of Manila’s Chief Exorcist diagnosed as “demonic oppression.”
Yes.
I was haunted. Severely. By demons. In the night. Every night. Like what you see in the movies.
I was exorcised twice.
So anyway, I am now a freelance writer, forced to pay for my own meds, which is why I am forced to go on to clozapine.
Today is my first day on it.
I am tired. I don’t have appetite.
And it ain’t funny that I gained a total of 15 pounds on a combination of Zyprexa and Depakote.
Fuck.
That’s it.
I’m still in love, btw.
