Woke groggy and in a bad mood, though not as bad as Monday.
Tonight I will reduce clonizepam by another .5 tablespoon.
If I have to I will increase diazepam.
Went to psychotherapist and did a very little EMDR relative to building up especially what she called “resources” to deal with particularly bad moments.
One of those being my reading of that stupid article about the best time to die being 75-ish.
So for a resource moment I thought of the times when, as a child, I would crawl into and under the blackberry patch. I would lie there in the shade of the patch, watch the clouds, and eat wonderful blackberries. Nobody knew where I was, nobody could find me, and the blackberries were free.
Tonight I will reduce drug mix intake by .5 tablespoon.