I’m sad. I’m not depressed but I am sad. I feel like however I’m turning a corner on my psychosis, and I will tell my doctor about it later today. I’m taking my medication regularly, I just hate that these hallucinations dwell on someone I loved so much, and now wants nothing to do with me, for whatever reason. But I don’t think about how good or bad it could’ve been, I write it out of my mind on social media, sure, but at the end of the day, feeling like I won’t find love again, it just makes me sad. And maybe that’s not true. For whatever reason falling in love with people feels easier to do, almost like I appreciate the ephemeral nature of these emotions, but I’m not interested in settling down. Or at least I tell myself that. I don’t know where I’m going with this.