Taxi took 2000 dollars from me apparently when I was in the hospital. Greedy ****. At noon I have to make a statement about it to the police. Then hopefully I can get my money back through government if I can't get it from the taxi guy because I was denying my illness the whole time I was there. And yes. I do need my meds and I'm schizophrenic just the damn insight KILLS me because I used to have insight before. I always knew what I was doing most times. Sometimes I don't see the point of living when I think this way. But the meds help.. Or is just giving me slow brain damage.

The guy I smoked with is a ****. So I'm giving the name as revenge. People need to keep drugs away from me. I ask for drugs. I don't need people offering and screwing me for that much money when I'm Ill. A good friend there is a coke dealer. My mom isn't giving me my controlled meds even though I don't plan on abusing anymore so what ever maybe I can't control myself and might as well screw the dependent aspect and go full blown addict and take the bottle once again. But I won't because the meds are making my thinking better idek give up. I guess I am disabled in some way because in this mind state, I would have knocked him out for even thinking about the money. I made a pissed ofF phone call to one of the wrong taxi or he's lying. No one believes me. I'm also convinced that my mom wants me in jail. I'll lie for my roommates though. They were nice and didn't take advantage of me in that mental state and were sincere about it in how we were all getting better. Giving each other cigarettes when the other didn't have any. I made really good friends there. Did some coke no big deal. But who hasn't in that place? (Like before they got there) Not different from prescribed. I was just focused and awake but in an expensive way. No one believes me so what ever that I don't get high. I did a lot and I was paranoid before that. It took the paranoia away but no one will believe me. No one. I know this.

****ing ghetto taxi drivers.