This post is here, for a reason, I guess. It won't make much sense since I haven't slept since Thursday. I guess I am afraid to sleep, fucking dream . But I am quitting. This Friday I am stopping my anti-psychotic, so I will have stopped my 5 meds. I will donate the money to some good cause. I cancelled my appointments on the September 11th with the Psych. Instead I am heading to Italy on the 1st. And ending it on the 11th at the Roman Colliseum. Kind of funny how my blood will be spilt on something that was meant for death. But oh well. I think I choose Italy, since I couldn't really be stopped there. Not really sure why I am posting this here, to vent I guess?