I lost it last night. I drank way too much and the rollercoaster was awful, I’m sure I looked and acted like a train wreck. A horrible thought occurred to me, since my neighbor was there, I wonder how many neighbors today (or soon) will be wondering and watching? Oh sigh.
Today I have had to deal with the awful after effects and the humming in my brain is fierce. Pychosis keeps coming to mind and I wonder how close I am. On the 29th of this month marks the 2 year anniversary of me last losing it and ending up in the hospital, that can not happen this year, it just can’t.
That’s all I can summon up right now, hopefull tomorrow morning I will be okay. I keep thinking that one day I will wake up and be okay, that it’s all going to be okay.