Poison Apple

I thought my life was getting more stressful than back in the house arrest a few years ago… I quit my job and bought blood bags at the Medical Donor Blood banks, and spent my time sleeping both daytime and nighttime.

My big bro was too busy to know what was going on with my life until he wanted to ask why I quit both jobs. I told him money isn't what revolves around my life, but a purpose.

So, he took me to one of the Religious Groups in his day offs, but it was futile.

It seems that my depression came back. He took me to the psychiatrist and was recommended by Prozac again.

After 2 years off medications, I drink Prozac again. At least it's not an antipsychotic anymore.

I was high on this dose for a few weeks, feeling better now.

I started going outside more often at night. I began to learn the violin early in the morning, which I recently bought.

And then I learned the piece of Danse Macabre and The Devil's Trill Tartini Sonata.