This is not me, I'm not anyone just existing waiting for the doctor's in the morning.
Going to make an emergency apointment get another script. Waking in the morning
extreme irratability shouting, no fucking screaming at kids, poor sods, just want
to sit wait for script. Four days now have run out, work a sixty hour week v difficult
to get a repeat script. After anger comes nothing, just nothing, no connection,
no relation nothing just existing with the head zaps for fun. Can't relate to
kids, this could n't happen at a worse time one week off from work to spend with
the kids, usually the most caring parent you could find, love my kids fucking
love them to pieces. fucking ruined need that script, kick this another time.
tears come stairing in to the fridge, need some milk shop seems like light years
away. stilll the zaps persist. sweeting sleepless lathargic just want not to be
me, not to be here, not now, not like this. crying sad, it will be alright in
a days time after th!
e script kicks.just want to rant. sorry