I’m drinking again.
Dad’s home from vacation.
I don’t care about anything.
I have akathisia.
My life is fucked and it’s healthcare’s fault.
Fuck the pills. Fuck their side effects.
Fuck my disease.
I should just quit all my meds. Period. And let myself live full unadulterated with schizoaffective disorder. See how bad it can get.
I don’t know what to do. I feel fucking terrible.
I want this sick shit to stop lying.
I don’t know what’s going on.