Why is it that no one really seems to get out of the psychopharmaceutical machine these days?  Or, more specifically, why can't I seem to get out of it.  Livin' in a "supervised apartament" one step up from a group home and tryin' to get the heck out.  I guess a lot can be said for gratitude of one' s life situation, but I feel like this Court Order is never going to end....only it will, in a little over a year and a half.  Is there anyone else who has been through something similar out there?

I'm aching for contact with the outside world...My computer and I have become very close over the past few months....why not, I guess.

As far as life goes, it's probably all about loving the next person and loving yourself at the same time.  That's part of my philosophy at least....

until next time