I want for a hike (an actual one, about 4 miles up and down hill through some redwood forests) and had psychosis before we even left. It was a nightmare. Everyone I met along the way was a total piece of shit, my family made me feel terrible, and I had no evidence any of it was real so I couldn’t do anything about it.
The mentally ill are just screwed. This is just how it is, forever, so good luck, fellows, and know I’m in it with you–but that you’re often asses towards me too for no reason.
So I guess that is that and that is all.
Time for dinner.