I'm not having nightmares now...instead I'm somewhat paranoid about being shot everytime I step foot out of my house and out into the real world. It's just started to recently happen. What's worse (and my parents don't know yet) is that sometimes I think of hurting other people and that's just not cool. I don't want to go back to the hospital at all. No no no. I do not want to go back to the hospital.
Right now, I don't know how to control it or anything. I just know it's there and I don't like it in the slightest.
26 July 2008
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