Tiny update from my last chapter:
So today my mom and I had to get up at 4 am for a doctors appointment, take a two-hour drive to the hospital, and wait four more hours so the doctor could take half a pill out of my medications -3-
Of course, she also went and started telling me about stuff I couldn't eat, which included greasy and salty foods.
So after that mess, we went to the food court at the mall to eat, and I suddenly started craving onion rings and fries from Burger King.
I sat down, all happy with my food while mom's just glaring at me.
Mom: You know what the doctor told you today...
Me: *jokingly* I'm hurting myself, not you. It's my life.
Mom: Yeah, it's your life that's screwing me over right now.
Me: Well damn, mom XD
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Just Cause
RandomBasically a documentation of my slow but steady mental deterioration. I need to be put to rest.