I was freaking out, I'm trying to avoid people and attention. My mind actually is on the mend, it's my body that is concerning me now.
I was sky high on Tuesday when I went to the car wash and Walmart. I shouldn't be driving because I don't have a license, insurance, registration, or inspection. This is how I get into trouble. I crashed hard after all that. The lows of depression hit me again.
The truck started right up. I want to get that guy that jumped me a gift card from Dunkin Donuts. The cookies are vanilla wafers. She gave me cookies and stuff before. Sometimes I helped her take her trash out and bring her groceries in. She's an older woman around 80.
I know I have something wrong with me. I believe I have liver disease or cancer. I'm just so weak still and getting out of breath. I don't have much appetite but have been eating some. I need to see someone but this loops back to my extreme fear of medical stuff.