It’s Saturday morning and I’m not a kid anymore. I don’t enjoy staying at home watching TV and playing video games.

It’s hateful.

I’m anxious, and I should be working.

It’s so hard to enjoy anything anymore.

So anxious.

Fuck.

I hate my condition, I hate my meds. I hope they come out with something better.

Maybe I should be reading poetry. Warm middle ground (hard work but also entertainment/leisure).

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