About what might happen the next time I go crazy.
Last time I woke up in an alley laying on the ground peeking out from under a green army blanket. I saw three pair of shiny black shoes running up and heard more coming up behind me.
I should write an article on that.
Long story short after a brief chokehold I ended up in jail for 2 nights.
Then the hospital for 5 days.
But I'm worried about what might happen next time. So far I haven't hurt anyone. But I have threatened to hurt people. Once I regained my sanity would I be able to live with myself?
I just want to believe my medication will keep me safe.
I'm afraid of taking this new pill.
What if one of the side effects threw me over the edge?
It's happened before.
I just want to go back to the time I could say "I like turtles" and mean it with every fiber of my being.