I was supposed to go grocery shopping today. Instead I spent 5 hours stalking b****** and looking at p*** without c******, then lashed out when my mother asked me if I was ready to go grocery shopping. I have no sense of time management and got mad that I didn’t have time to shower for an hour, do drugs, and eat without the grocery store closing since it felt like I just woke up. I wake up and dissociate in front of the computer all day then get mad that my responsibilities are piling up, we keep wasting money on fast food, and time keeps slipping through my fingers.
