Only slept a couple of hours, so went down the pub - wrongly thinking i would be able to chill out. Somehow i forgot it was a friday. Some woman i know from the old pub i got barred from - was in there, and was basically condescending and asked if i was off the drugs. Wtf? Im not on bloody drugs.
Que the paranoia - and ideas of reference where i over heard someone call someone a knobhead - and thought it was me. And a complete sensory F’ing overload.
I should have stayed in - Why didnt i stay in? Im more anxious than before. The woman said she would see me in the middle of the week. I dont want to see anyone - especially her.
She also commented i outta stay “off that schizophrenia site” - this one, saying i should
be round normal people. Well F you.
Sorry if im rambling - im having a wobble. Looks like i wont be going to that bar again - i cant cope with it.
This mad git - is staying in the safety of my flat in future.
I think i better up me meds tonight - and sleep this bad head off.