That is exactly what I needed.
I felt like shit. I had just thrown my new kitchen lighting across the place and hit the window. I just wanted to die. I was so fucking done with my brain bullshit, don’t get me wrong I still am, however as a hold over until my therapists appointment that did nicely. I rolled 6 joints, about the amount I have in a day, it’s 4-5 but I felt like shit so rolled an extra just in case. I didn’t know how long I was going to be gone just that I was probably going to be back by night fall. I left and got to thinking about a wooded area close by. I went to check it out, hung out there alone with my thoughts, my lighter, my keys and my joints. I only ended up smoking 1 joint, but I also haven’t eaten in about 24hrs. I didn’t really accomplish anything. My brain still feels hectic but I don’t really care.
Is it the joint? Probably. Most likely. It would almost be stupid for me to say it’s not and completely stupid to not even think it’s a probability. But idc. I just need to keep it cool until my therapist appointment.
My life is a mess….