Waiting for the meds to kick in

I'm on new medication starting this week.  I'm hoping it works as my condition worsened a month ago.  I'm unable to take weed anymore as the affects are akin to torture.  Basically, it convinces me my son is not mine.  It's absolute torture.  Doesn't matter if I believe my wife, Satan takes my insecurity and uses it against me.  Writing is my only outlet and weed accounts for 50% of my output.  

I can write sober, but it will lack the fine touches that make my work pop.  I've been writing heavily since the beginning of 2015, and I don't know any other way.  I'm going to take a break from weed for a few weeks and see how I feel.  I was writing jokes which I was super excited to do because I felt like I was starting to get a knack for the art.  I've always wanted to be funny, but the price is just too high.  

I can't let Satan drive a wedge between me and my child.  I just hope I can adapt.  I love to write.  I'm good at writing.  I'm good at drawing, but most of my mythology is flushed out.  I don't really have people to talk to outside of my parents.  At least they are understanding.  I gotta focus on something else, whether that's my health and/or my family's wellbeing.  I guess I'm just going to do regular blogs.  If I can think of something funny or creative I'll promote it within the site so it's highlighted.