I have been reminded lately about stuff I would like to be without. Suicide and my psychosis. How you might ask? Well. First of all I have done the mistake to get hooked on the series Mr. Robot in which (spoiler alert) Elliot is having a massive psychosis. It hurts to watch. Also there is short film festival on in my town at the moment. Rethinking Normality is the name. On Friday there is a screening of Kærlighedens Smerte followed by a debate on suicide. My mind is a little too fragile to even think of it. The bad thoughts (and the use of PN (oxapax)) have taken over. I really thought I was getting better. Why are they even back? The thoughts.
Now excuse me, I need an oxapax.
Over and out.