Its gotten to the point where I don't care anymore...and my seizures'? Pfhhh, whatever.
Like, I'm just over everything. I'm over medications, trying to make family life work, personal thoughts of degradation and pity flow through my veins faster than supersonic aircraft, as if the blood were replaced with water, but somehow, I'm here. I had to, for the time being, start taking topamax again because I ran out of lamictial, something ill have to do today is get that refilled. I stopped taking it for a week and the crazy thing is my mind came back, or started to come back, I should say. But, I took it for three days and I noticed the change in mental clarity, but that's all over now. A relatively short blog this will be, but a blog nonetheless. I'm still skinny...does that count for anything?











