and weed i guess

Bake Sale

“Hope I’m not too late to bring something for the bake sale.”
“Not at all, Susie! What’d ya bring?”
“Me.”
“What? You?”
“Yeah, me, because I’m BAKED AS HELL!!!”
“Susie! You’re high as fuck?”
“STONED AS SHIT!!!”
“Fucked up as all get out?”
“WEED DRUNK AS ASS!!!”
“Wow, Susie. Okay, since you’re baked, I guess we can try to sell you. I’ll put you next to the Rice Krispies. Just promise me you won’t-”
“I JUST ATE ‘EM!!!! ATE ‘EM FAST AS FUCK!!!”
“Quick as hell?”
“SPEEDY AS SHIT!!!”
“Oh, Susie. Weren’t you a District Attorney?”
“TWICE!!! AS FUCK!!!”

so I went to the doctor today and basically she told me to work on the muscles above and below my knees in physical therapy so that my knees rely more on my muscles than on my floppy ass hyper flexible ligaments to keep me standing. so that appt went well.

then I had another appt with my psychiatrist, which was already anxiety inducing because there was a student in the room observing. on top of that, he told me that my insurance no longer covers the therapist im seeing, so I have to switch therapists. great. just as I got comfortable with one im forced to go to another. just fucking great.

also!!! last time I talked to my ip they were annoyed with me, so I decided to give them space and just isolate myself, problem is they still havent initiated conversation so you know what? I dont fucking care about myself I dont care about anything, nothing matters, my life is pointless and I want to die.

honestly tho, im just going to smoke a shit ton and void so hard I forget about everything

so yeah, thats how im doing right now. just had to vent about it.