Horrible week.

-First, on Monday, my best friend of 8 years decided to end our friendship.
-Second, on Tuesday, said friend told a bunch of lies to her brother and he commented on my facebook status and threw my depression, SI, and eating disorder in my face.
-Third, on Wednesday, I had to give away four of my six puppies.
-Fourth, on Thursday, I had a pretty bad session with my therapist and she wanted to admit me to the mental hospital here. Luckily, they didn't have an open bed so I got to go home, but now I'm on some sort of mental health probation and I hate it.
-Finally, on Friday I ran out of drugs.

Now it's Saturday and I'm losing my mind. I have to wait hours until I get more weed so i can calm down. I can't fall asleep. I can't quit thinking. I hate this.