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  • It is ironic really, that I am still learning to cope. My parents-in-law was visiting in the beginning of this summer. The Scandinavian weather was pleasant for once. That was when it hit me. Hard in the face. Like thunder from a clear sky. A paranoid psychosis.
    I entered a mixed stage after the psychosis with days of manic hallucinations followed my days of slow depression. Life does not always follow your plans. The relatively problem-free issues were suddenly big deals that needed involvement of doctors, nurses, friends, and family. Remember to relax. Get more stable soon. Avoid stimuli.
    Every morning I follow a strict routine of pill-taking. That is the easy part. The hard part is the preventing an episode, and accepting the current limits. But I am working on it. On getting my disorder in order.
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