No email, as usual. For some odd reason everyone who knows me and everyone who knows of me chooses not to email me, all the time, 24/7, despite possibly thinking about me from now and then. No one talks to me.

This is, of course, hyperbole. Some people to send me messages. I think these people are fine. But the rest who do not, well, in total there aren’t enough people to talk to. I don’t have a real life.

Trying out some more hemp oil. It’s very subtle. Probably means it doesn’t do anything. Most of my psychiatric medication is subtle. Uh-oh!

Tired. Almost fell asleep but burst of energy to get back up. Typing is starting to be difficult again. I don’t know what to do.

I messaged my therapist.

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