home from work. tired but gonna keep busy until i’m fully ready to ko. there’s so much i want to say and yet my mind keeps telling me to keep my fucking mouth shut. i’m honestly happy to be working, not only happy but thankful i have a job now to keep me sane. i mean i’m sure i owe it to my medication as well as to why i haven’t just snapped under the circumstances. made the mistake of thinking i was genuinely happy without my meds and then came to the conclusion that same day that yes, i may be happy so the depression has faded but my mania still rages on inside apparently and as soon as i stopped, there was a noticeable change. so to sum things up, i’m staying on my meds. apparently i’ll have a lot of free time next week, of which i don’t even care to explain. need to fill up my schedule with productive activities but those of whom are “friends” in virginia never seem to contact me so apparently i need to just go out and do my own thing. which honestly, i’ve been trying to do but yet again there are complications with my supposed new-found “freedom” that puts me at some limitations. i’m sure when things clear up though, i’ll be out and about more than i can handle but for now, saving up money is good. anyways, my mind is racing but my body is exhausted. off to do work. goodnight.