Sensible Ramblings | ✔️

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After those last few entries, you may be wondering something along the lines of:
"What the actual f**k is wrong with you?!"
Or
"Should I call the cops or something?"

So, allow me to explain why I'm not a menace to society and how I live a life as normal as I possibly can.

I have a shit ton of stuff wrong with me, two of my diagnoses are Major Depressive Disorder (MDD) and Generalised Anxiety Disorder (GAD). That's not all though, I have schizophrenia as well (but my therapist won't f**king believe me, thanks Fred), most likely autism, sociopathic tendencies, psychopathic tendencies, PTSD (thanks dad), and more, but I'm too lazy to list them all. Essentially, I'm completely crazy. Or, what you would perceive as crazy. I am in fact in control of myself through medication and years of practicing self control, so there's no need to worry. So, how the hell do I stand living and dealing with all this bull crap my brain throws at me?

Okay, okay, it's not the healthiest way, but I'm responsible (if you can even be responsible with this type of thing). I have solid boundaries that I set for myself so that I don't get out of hand, because trust me when I'm blackout faded, it's not fun for anyone. I do only two types of things: weed (edibles, joints, oils, etc.) and psychedelics (LSD and Magic Mushrooms only). I'm even more strict on the psychedelics, I haven't done any yet, but when I do it'll only be at most, once or twice a year. I will never touch anything harder, for example, meth, crack, coke, heroin, krokodil, etc.

I guess that's all for now, I'll make a chapter explaining how screwed up I am later on.