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4.10.04

4:52 PM

you told your dad in 30 seconds what i've been dealing with for the past year.

  • Mood: pissed off, irritated, tired.
  • Music/Sound: mom's yelling, baby's crying.
  • Thought: parents should all rot in hell.
  • Word: murder.

that quote is from none other than the nazi bitch that is my mom. i ran into my father at target today and told him about my combined wellbutrin & zoloft and how high the dosages are now and he's with me, he disagrees. he thinks it's stupid to put me on the two at the same time b/c they have so many terrible side effects. boy do i know about those side effects.

 

last night i was online talking to jeremy and bobert and i was freaking out. i don't mean having a panic attack, i mean FREAKING OUT. i was hearing voices, shaking, i was weak, i hadn't slept in over 24 hours, my head was pounding, my vision was blurry, my skin was itching, my heartbeat was going way too fast, my muscles were all tensed up. and then jeremy discovered that most of those are side effects to either wellbutrin or zoloft or both. isn't that great? but to make it EVEN BETTER, when i told my mom about all this, last night and then jeremy's discoveries, she told me that since she didn't see it, she really doesn't believe me that much b/c of how much i hated the idea of more medicines, and that i have to keep taking the bullshit until she talks to my doctor. fuckingggggg bitchhhhhh. i told her that if she wants to go back to college this summer to finish her degrees she needs to learn how to listen to people b/c she doesn't listen to me. and she was like well you need to learn when to shut up. and i said, "mom, get your head out of your ass. i'll shut up when i think i need to."

 

and so went said conversation with mom. jeremy and michelle and everyone are at the lake right now, i was supposed to go but i was too tired b/c i hadn't slept. but i called jeremy a few minutes ago and told him about it and he seems kinda pissed that my mom's being such a douche bag and he's driving back here to shreveport to come get me and it takes like 30 minutes to get there. poor thing, i'm such a pain in his ass i'm sure. he offered to come get me, i didn't ask though. i'm still so tired... all this bullshit is wearing me out.

 

enough of this. time to go, the nazi bitch is calling me anyway.

 

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