I have a psychiatrist appointment at the end of this week. He's a nice man, although grumpy at times. Once, I asked for a new prescription and he said, 'you want some more of those DO YOU'. Which I didn't particularly because there is nothing recreational about Risperidone. I've been spending the last few days musing over what to tell him, which could in itself be a sign of some sort of recovery. I am sure that when I first saw him I didn't do this, that is, the planning. I just sat in his office radiating a psychic unwellness. Anyway that was in June and since then I have been getting gradually better. But it's been so hard. March (when I was mad) is not so very far away.