I went to my doctors yesterday and today. My psychiatrist changed my meds. I am trying hard to work, to move to both a new job and a new house, and to pull out of psychosis. I had a very hard time telling my psychiatrist yesterday that I am somewhat better but still have voices calling me. It is a monumental struggle to read. I have 70 people reporting to me and I can only think of one thing and that is how to get out. I have to travel all next week and I am worried about it. When I come home I just feel safe in my office - nowhere else in my house because the rooms are too big. TV is excrutiating. I love my husband dearly but I can't carry on a conversation. I just want out. This is too hard.