Dammit...manic.

I started writing this earlier. When I was totally bouncing off the walls nuts. Still am but Ativan is prepping me for sleep.

I went to Walmart to get two items for my mom. I didn't want to because I know damn well I'm not straight in the head. While in Walmart I was freaked and panicked. I want to run away from the people and hurt them, and I was paranoid about people looking at me and making fun of me. Long story short I was spazzed and left paying $240 for random cosmetics, lotions, office crap, and stuff for my truck (e.g. the most expensive wiper replacement arms possible) and other shit too, I bought everything at the highest price point and many things multiple quantities (such as my 9 Listerine strip packs because I figure that I'll lose one and am freaked I won't gave any so I had to just get a bunch. I know needing 3 just in my purse for just in case, is stupid, yet I have not been able to change my feelings of obsession, compulsion, and straight up paranoia about my Listerine things, deodorant, scar lotion, no-slip-grip bobby pins, and a few other things that were just bought in an excessive quantity.

Ok whatever I'm bored with typing now.


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