I've been losing weight, rapidly.
Just on Monday I weighed myself to be 56.6kg.
Today, I am officially 54.5kg.
4days, I've lost 2.1kg - thanks from all the not eating and fucking stress.

Got caught by NEA yesterday for smoking under the shelter.
Can someone just say Fuck Your Life right now?
Whatever. I've so much to pay for, what is money worth keeping now.
I'm so stressed up lately, I cry more often than not.
Was supposed to see my psychiatrist on tuesday but I didn't have enough time to claim.

Yes people. I am psychologically challenged right now.
With mood adjustment and anxiety disorder.
What with my mother's fucking debts and my own loans to settle and all.
Afterall, I am mad fucking jobless too. Feel like being a bummer
but obviously, I fucking can't.

Few days ago I was on Lorazepam and I didn't even know I overdosed on it.
Honestly I can't even remember what happened within the past week.
If you asked me what happened to me - or what did I do for the past, lets say - 2 days ago?
I will only tell you that I do not remember.

And I found my Lorazepam bottle empty. 10 pills. 4.5mg.
Gone. I fucking squandered the whole bottle in my sleep?!