lionboy

OK so I finally made it to Cleveland. My was extremely good on the way and I discovered that he has the most incredible bladder control I've ever witnessed. He held it for 12 hours straight! So anyway, everything's going fine so far except one of my best friends in the world is going koo-koo on her new medication. I would never have described her as rock solid before but now she flies into rages and weeps at trivial things, has bouts of paranoia... You get the picture. It's frightening and it worries me. A lot. She's a sister of my spirit and I love her deeply but this is fucking with our friendship. There's nothing I can do about it so I need to keep in mind that this is her mental illness talking and not her. She needs to get off the anti-psychotics and on something else, damnit. Whoever she's seeing for a shrink is a fuck tool.