Today: Speed.

Today I was able to manipulate my mom in going me my car back, which has been sitting in the parking lot of my apartment complex, where i also work. At least they know I had staid for the long term. That's a bridge I will have to cross one I get to it.
Depression is really getting to me. I can't drive, remember common things. I have slurred voice and it may change, however,I don't see it happening.
I want to be institutionalized. Now.