Tonight I have to spend time with a member of my husband's family that is on meds similar to the ones that made me crazy. It is tough for me to be around people who are on meds like that, especially when they act the way that I used to act (and she does). Being around them brings back horrible memories of the way I treated people and the stupid things that I used to say or do. I am trying to be calm about it, but am really dreading it. I am trying to talk myself into seeing it as research for my second book. Maybe I will just sit and babble incoherent things with her and that will make me feel better.