Went to the psychiatrist today. Apparently I’m making great progress, enough that they’ll let me hold two weeks worth of meds at once, which is definitely enough to be dangerous, at 20 pills per day. I do feel a bit better, I guess. I just wished my life mirrored that a little bit better. Like maybe getting a room somewhere outside an SRO? Like maybe getting a job or going back to school? Nothing is impossible, they say. Still, a little help in that direction would not go unappreciated.