Been feeling terrible for days since I am having problems with my energy company. Anyway my mum took me out food shopping today.
Was hell on earth.
Totally hyperaroused, suspicious and Jeezo big time paranoia. Walked at a snails pace clutching my ecig in my left hand. Basically looked batshit crazy. Anyway things were bad and in the dairy section I just gave up and dropped my basket and started freakin’ out - my mum had gone to another isle.
But at least I went out but to be honest I think it might have done more harm than good.