Blarg emotions. Why you so cray cray?
But I’m not suicidal so that’s good.
Woke up early today. Tried to go back to sleep, but my dreams kept waking me up.
They were weird in that I felt they were incredibly real even though there were clues showing they were dreams. I guess my brain got tired of them and woke me up.
Gonna try and be productive today.
Also I’ll probably be in this hospital till tomorrow. I’m seriously pissed off about it.
This is all my fault and I have to face the consequences but I hate hospitals.
At least its not like the ETS in Riverside. That was pure fucking hell.
I feel like shit.
I regret this.
I’m not gonna attempt anymore.
I’m just gonna stick it out and live life.
I’m feeling strangely optimistic in a way.
Hopefully I haven’t fucked things up beyond repair.