Can I have my shoelaces back please

It seems it was more than a dash of hypo.... fucking up my prescription intake probably didn't help either.

Spent most of Saturday in the local AE and Clinic Decision Unit on suicide watch and now it looks like I may even get a CPN - ooooooooohooooh lucky fucking me.

I'm now being given my new pills (serious shit - Olanzapine) one at a time by my local Crisis and Home Treatment Team. And all I had to do to do this was have a total breakdown outside my local pub - it only took half an hour for one of the fine citizens of Cambridge to come to my aid. But much less to be ignored, laughed at abused (some fucker was trying to film me with his phone) - it was like living with my family again.

Anyway - it's cool now and I'm trying to make up for lost time (10 months of Major depression)

Catch you laters XXX