Unmedicated. Waiting for doctors to fix shit up. Seems my parents don’t want to wait for the doctors to make up their minds.

If they won’t wait, I’m not going with them to New Brunswick. I’ll be all alone here and that isn’t a very good idea.

Kinda reluctant to go back to meds, though. For the first time in over a month, I can think. I can concentrate. Just have to get over the withdrawal symptoms and I’ll be good to go.

EDIT: On second thought, why do I need this fucking medication? I’ve survived the last 7 years without ‘em.