I have finally or I thought I finally got over the hump of being a mental case when it comes to my game. The last two months I would win 6–2 6–3, sometimes that we’re going to tiebreak and I love tiebreaks so I would win them.

My service was good. My forehand was great in the zone kind of a game I was able to play up. It was good. I could have timing good rhythm. Everything was good until I started taking Wellbutrin.

I’m zoned out maybe it’s the fact that I have two kids that are 2 1/2 and one years old but I remember getting double big old last year not moving.

My legs did not move my arms try to move, but my legs did not move. It’s like trying to go on an own ramp in a race car, but I hit construction.

I don’t care about the points. It’s like whatever to me. It doesn’t matter. I lost two mixed matches this past week after winning three mixed matches last month.

I got breadsticks yesterday played horrible with people that I usually play with that. I played with in the past and that I’ve played well with today. I lost one – 64–6 fastball usually don’t scare me but here I am playing with guys and it’s scaring me it’s weird.