well, my mom called the hospital a week ago, and i still don't know when the appointment is. that's the military. they could call back in a few days an say my appointment is in september. that helps a whole lot. they made me sign this safety contract so if i do anything that would piss them off i will be admitted to the hospital. kinda tryin to avoid that, even though it would be nice to spend some time away from my mother. been entirely too overprotective and won't leave me at home alone anymore. keepin me away from my computer, an i need my computer. but i'm doing okay. i've never wanted to si more than in the past week an a half an i still don't know how i've been stopping myself. but yeah. apparently life does go on and everythings supposed to be okay.

"We do not have to visit a madhouse to find disordered minds; our planet is the mental institution of the universe."
Johann von Goethe