I haven't left my house except to get smokes and food for two weeks. And even then, not much. And I'm not sure i've been taking my meds. I don't know. But I know this shit can't be good. I just try to sleep and read and draw and sign onto DS randomly, until I can sleep again. But I haven't left home, or talked to anyone. Anyone else ever been like this?
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