I feel like I am cracking the **** up. My mother is downstairs and her face just looks so messed up. Her smile is so creepy she looks like an evil clown or some ****. Her voice is so sing-song and condescending and it makes me feel nuts. Everything is just irritating. The leaves on the trees outside are to bright and pointy. Crackin up. I told my pdoc this was happening when I saw her a week ago and I don't see her again to start a medication until the beginning of July. This is so ridiculous. If I didn't have this Xanax that I'm not even supposed to have because it's not my prescription I would probably be a demented squirrel by the end of this week. My pdoc told me I shouldn't do that that I shouldn't take Xanax given to me by other people but what does she think would be better breaking all the windows in the house. Good grief.