2/9/14

I need to stop drinking.

We talked to the neighbors last night. Brought over a box of chocolates and talked shit out with them. Things have been so, so much better today.

My mom wants me to meet with a psychiatrist and get put on anti-anxiety medication, even though she's normally completely against medicating unless it's necessary (she's not crazy - she completely supports vaccination, anesthesia (like when I got my wisdom teeth removed), ibuprofen when needed, antibiotics when needed - she just thinks people shouldn't run to medication for every little thing)