Jul 10, 2009
Finances are rough and I'm on a billion pills. But without them, I can't function in society.
The last time I was at the bay, I wrote about suicide plans. Colby found it, copied it, and gave it to R and D. R confronted me about it, cried, whined ... I told her that it was private and that was why she was crying. I told her I was able to sympathize with her, but that she needed to understand people write things to get them out rather than acting upon them. She's basically forgotten about it already, which, of course, was expected.
MANIA. It just will not give me a break. Can't sleep either.
Since I talk to J so much, I don't really use this site. But I thought I'd update it a bit anyway.