What sucks...
I had work until 1:30 today.
I'm back home since me and the person I was living with got in this huge fight which aggravated the shit out of me...
It got so bad that I left and drove around for an hour...I just didn't wanna be bothered. I smoked so much everything was distorting my vision to see what was real. Usually when I smoke every hour, which this kid was doing it made me see things in the more "it can never happen" view. So yeah. The weed was making me wicked depressed.
So after work I came home. My dad had a talk with me last night...not sure what to say except I just live at home...I dunno. I took the car to get fixed and everything was fine...I have to pay 200 something for the part which is gay. I was upset when I came home...
So after I visited Lillians grave...
I cried, and I talked to her and it was like she had no opinion to anything, like Chic, but it was like talking to air. The only thing that freaked me out was I swore I heard her saying things to me that freaked the hell outta me. I am beyond confused but I think everything will be OK...sorta speak. So she said.
After that I went to the therapist. She suggested that I NOT go on depressants, and that what I'm feeling right now is normal. Which confuses me because well WTF?
I'm back home since me and the person I was living with got in this huge fight which aggravated the shit out of me...
It got so bad that I left and drove around for an hour...I just didn't wanna be bothered. I smoked so much everything was distorting my vision to see what was real. Usually when I smoke every hour, which this kid was doing it made me see things in the more "it can never happen" view. So yeah. The weed was making me wicked depressed.
So after work I came home. My dad had a talk with me last night...not sure what to say except I just live at home...I dunno. I took the car to get fixed and everything was fine...I have to pay 200 something for the part which is gay. I was upset when I came home...
So after I visited Lillians grave...
I cried, and I talked to her and it was like she had no opinion to anything, like Chic, but it was like talking to air. The only thing that freaked me out was I swore I heard her saying things to me that freaked the hell outta me. I am beyond confused but I think everything will be OK...sorta speak. So she said.
After that I went to the therapist. She suggested that I NOT go on depressants, and that what I'm feeling right now is normal. Which confuses me because well WTF?