My morning was reasonably okay-ish, until I found out my stepdad had been our drinking since 12. He came home around 4 and he and my mum had an argument, so he left to go drinking again. He came back around 10:30 and was completely drunk to the point where he could barely stand up.
Since the argument I’ve been feeling weird. It’s like how I felt last year before I went ‘crazy’ – for lack of a better word – for a week or so. My mind is racing, and my energy is building up. I feel like cleaning the house, but going for a run at the same time.
It’s 1am and all need for sleep has gone, despite getting hardly any last night. I’m shaking because I have so much energy right now, and Bree is trying to get me to go outside. I’m so irritable, and I need to do something.
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I understand this.
It’s very hard for me to be around people who are arguing or fighting.
Not only is it awkward to watch, but the energy is awful.