i went out the other day with a friend. it was both nice and frightening. i hadn’t been out for a longest time.

i think i’m a lot stronger than i was before i got off the clozaril (about four or five weeks ago). choices i’ve made aren’t out of fear anymore. at first it was strange doing something and not being afraid of leaving my own house.

there have been two attempted break-ins in the past few weeks. i was very upset at first, a lot of that was because i couldn’t remember the first break-in (afteraffects of clozaril?) and that my brother had locked everything and then left me for dead on the couch downstairs. not cool. i think it should be all right now.

i finally finished up the book on women murderers. it was, overall, good read. interesting. i’m not sure how i can explain it, i’m not sure i can believe everything in it. it said there was a time period a big while back where battered males were the focus. apparently people thought that was more important than battered females. also, that more men were at the physical – not including withholding sex and all that – mercy of their wives than women at the mercy of their husbands. was interesting, overall.

now i’m reading a popular novel. red dragon by thomas harris. it’s all right, an interesting read.

i hope to start on all those books i bought soon. poetry books and novels alike.