*chirp*

    It's nice to sit down and write sometimes. I've been doing that quite a bit recently.  I have also been watching a lot of Disney movies. And drinking an astronomical amount of tea.
    I have come to the conclusion that I would drink red rooibos tea to the point of hyponatremia. Because I am a child and I have no ability to regulate myself.
    I am also starting to feel the effects of my medication, which is good and bad. The good is that the medication works fabulously while it is working. The problem is that I am still stepping up to the full dosage, so the medication is fluctuating in my system and HOLY HELL CAN I TELL WHEN IT IS LOW.
    I get fidgety and paranoid and very melancholy, which is just no fun whatsoever. Thankfully, I am on the last day of half dosage and I will be able to take the appropriate amount of medication tomorrow. So no more roller coaster, in that respect.
    One of the drawbacks of the medication working is that I am over-empathizing to a truly ridiculous degree. There's a reason I don't usually invest a lot of time in guessing at the motivation of other people.
    People are complicated. That's a lot of energy going to something that isn't actually relevant. Intentions don't matter, not in the real world.
     I watched a documentary that would usually make me side eye to the point of blindness. Instead I awwed at how sad and lonely people can be, and how that level of emotion can cause bad behavior. I sympathized with people that I would usually want to hit upside the head, over and over.
    Like this guy. You know who should empathize with this guy?http://www.cracked.com/forums/topic/142356/fucking-horrifying-documentary-about-26quot3Blove-shy26quot3B-dudes/0     (Governmentgfsg is who I mean. He shows up 1 or 2 pages in.)
    Nobody should. I am though. I feel so sorry for this poor crazy man, and only a little bit enraged, when usually I would be hulking out by page three. That's a good sign for my rage monster, that it isn't coming out as easily as it has been, but damn it I don't have the spare feels.

Anyway, journaling/weird mumbling/ranting over. I have shit to do today, like an adult.