Thursday

First thing was the Dr's. Not my usual one; he's on holiday. I managed to convince this doctor not to reduce my meds again, thank goodness. He also explained why I am having hallucinations. If only someone had told me earlier...
Up to see my therapist, a face to face which was good. She would like me to stay with someone while I go through the process of changing meds. It's not that easy. I am still feeling really low, hardly sleeping and having suicidal thoughts. I just have to cope on my own. 

I passed the Royal Mile as I walked for the bus. It was quiet understandably.