My medication gives me an edge.

Medication Gives me an Edge

It has helped me catch up socially to kids my age now that both bipolar symptoms and schizophrenia symptoms are treated. I have an edge because I am always in control. I haven’t cried in like four years except when tearing up about my dog who died in 2006. My medication gives me a solid edge. My brain is sorted out. I get straight A’s in all academic situations. I might be able to understand math better. I’m starting an electrical engineering program on October 5^th. My brain is working so much better on the meds that I might have better aptitude for everything I’m going to study. I am a straight A student at Greyschool.com. I have a 95% at Penn Foster.com. My average at Greyschool is 94%. It is online pagan education. I actually advanced myself to Year 5 but I’m waiting on getting my SSI monthly to pay for Greyschool’s level up and the $8 a month it is.

I have decided to cancel my Mountain View YMCA gym membership. I can’t afford to pay $70 although I have the scholarship application ready to go for the Santa Theresa YMCA membership I’m going to get. I plan on living at my parent’s condo for 5 years or more. In fact, I have an evil plan to sell $700,000 in sales at my company which is 7,000 schools. I will buy the condo out from under them without them fully registering that’s my plan. I find that schizophrenia might run in my family. I can’t be as blunt and say who but it is in my line from both parents. My medication is powerful. It keeps me stable. I love taking it. I stay mellow. Nobody can push me over the edge although I can’t imagine why anybody would want to these days. There is nothing wrong with needing to take medication.