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So, last night I stopped @ a gas station to get a drink so I could take one of my meds. Im in the car and Ive got the map light on, so I can open my drink, open my bottle of meds and take my meds. I see the lady inside picking up the phone as shes looking out the window. Was she doing all of that because of me? Probably not. But with my mind, and how I think...Yes, she was lol. I started to get paranoid, think irrationally and think "Ill bet shes calling the cops because Im sitting here for 5 minutes and taking my meds, Ill bet she thinks im an addict and Im taking something I shouldnt be taking" so I quickly took my meds and left, quick! as Im leaving, Im thinking the cops are right around the corner, just waiting for me to leave out so they can pull me over, constantly checking in my rearview mirror, for any sign on a cop on my tail. but nothing....ugh how that just exhausts me. Those thoughts, and my actions. bah!
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