Pick up a glass.  Wrap your hand with an entire roll of duct tape.

Now let the glass go.  Just let it go.

You can’t.  Yeah, I know – break the glass.  Permanent solution to a temporary problem.

That’s where the drugs come in.  They dissolve the tape, a little at a time.  I’m learning to deal with the anger, now that the trap is being untied.  But it’s going to be a long time before I’m anywhere near “normal”, if I ever get there at all.

But at least now I’m functional and not curled up in a ball in the middle of the floor.

All the catnip toys have been tossed.  Even a little whiff of this stuff is obviously driving my cat insane.

And no more liver in the food, as this apparently makes poo stink horribly.

And we’ll try a different litter and see what happens.

I can’t sleep, since the cat keeps crawling on my face to get to the nightstand to either drink out of my water glass or knock everything on the floor.  I can’t work because I’m constantly interrupted by the sound of something else crashing to the floor.

This cat is destroying everything.  I have to keep everything out of her reach, and she’s finding new and interesting ways to get into my shit.

And the smell.  She shits, and the whole house instantly reeks.  Even if I clean the shit out of the box immediately and spray the hell out of the place with lysol, it still reeks of shit for an hour.  Cat shit is possibly the most foul smelling excretion you will ever experience.

So, either she goes or I go.  And since I’m the one paying the mortgage on this place, I’m staying.  By the end of the week, she’ll be Someone Else’s Cat.

I used to have to meditate for an hour to get to this state. Now I can sit still, and my brain goes calm.

It’s never done that before.

I have no words. Maybe later.

And that still freaks me out.

Too many people. Too much traffic. Never going on a Saturday again. NEVER.

If you’d told me that a little pill less than a centimeter in diameter could have this much impact on my life, I’d have told you that you were mad.

In fact, I think I rather enjoyed it.

I don’t know yet if this is a good thing or a bad thing. I’ll get back to you.

It didn’t last all day, which was promising.

Better living through chemistry!