I'm taking crazy pills now, (read, prozac) and they're supposed to make me a better person. Well, not a better person, but a more sane person, obviously. But I don't think they're working. Tomorrow I up the dose by another ten mg, which I hope will fix me. The doctor warned that it might upset my stomach, which worries me a bit. I hope my stomach is okay with the dose. I need to up the dose to be normal. I find myself getting angry again, and I know I can't. I have to be normal, and not let my anger get out. Because my anger isn't normal, or good. I need to keep it contained, because it's not good to get so angry or pissed off by so many things. I have to be tolerant and calm.
I just get so irritated by all the things she does sometimes. She's paying fucking money for college, why isn't she taking it more seriously? Especially when she's accruing debt over it? I don't understand it at all. Or why she just whines and moans about her assignments and says she's not good at them so she can't do them. Fucking grow up. I'm not good at a lot of things but that doesn't mean I don't do them, especially when there's a grade on the line.
I guess it's just another one of those things I don't understand, like why she hates when people wear tights instead of pants, or why she turns on the sink when she's in a public bathroom. They're just things that annoy me, and there's nothing I can do to change that so I guess I just need to bottle it up until I can ignore it completely.
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