Well, here’s to getting back to stable this week. It can sometimes take a week to get back on track after I go off my medications for a few days during one of my “episodes” as my father calls them. I feel much more rational with even thinking this morning. My father never showed up to take my car keys and credit cards away last night. He just worries that I will get in the car and kill someone when I get to thinking so crazy. Who knows? I could have tried to drive to Nashville last night in my fit of craziness and really got into some trouble. Lost, paranoid, and most likely ending up in jail.