On my new meds and so far….
I’ve been too tired to stay awake at work. I took a nap in my car at lunch.
Sitting up straight was exhausting.
Clearly I couldn’t go to the gym even though I didn’t go yesterday so now I have guilt on top of fat.
The sound of human voices makes me want to rip out peoples tongues and shove them straight into their lungs.
I want to break… everything. Everything. Throw things against the floor, put my fists through walls, and tear the shit out of everything that so much as comes within my peripheral.
HULK. SMASH. RAGE.
I swear by all things unholy that the next person that tries talking to me in IRL is going to experience first hand what my fist tastes like.
I want to tear the world down and watch it burn.
On top of everything else, I’ve quit drinking.