I don't even know where to begin, I can hardly think right now. I had to take aderall today get hours and hours of school work done (huge mistake). I guess the trigger, if I had to place one, was later in the day. This girl who lives in a different state whose a girl I matched with on tinder, who i've been talking to for a a month or so now consistently got into the topic of our past sexual history, and we've actually grown to like each other, well more so fond of each other. Long story short, i find out that she's been lying about the last time she's had sex. First it was two weeks before we started talking and nobody else since then, then I find out (through her constantly changing and ****ing up her stories and knowing she was full of ****--I couldn't let it go until I got the truth and the full story) that she had another guy three days before we started talking. Then I find out she had one of those guys two weeks after we started talking, when she got mad at me in an argument one night, and another this week when she found out I went on a date. To put it in a context: We both know a relationship wasn't possible, and weren't exclusive, but it was the fact that she kept lying to me non stop and changing her story that really set it off, and that's exactly what happened. I ****ing went off, I couldn't control it. I knew I had made my point, but then I kept going, and going. We argued and I screamed at her for hours until she finally cracked and told me the truth, and really---I would have just been satisfied if she had told me the truth from the start instead of dragging it out for hours and causing so much damage. I knew she was lying and the fact she kept changing her story just infuriated me. i was definitely in psychosis, I lost it--I'm still fuming. I was driving to the gas station to get an alcohol beverage just shortly after she admitted the truth to me, and on the drive there I was seeing street signs that were actually bushes--like bright yellow signs that dissapeared as I drove there. I caught a glimpse of myself in the bathroom before I went to the gas station, and I couldn't even recognize the person I was. My eyes looked different than I have ever seen them before, I looked scary, even to my own self--really scary. I was definitely in psychosis, but i've never seen that image of myself before. I could hardly look at the people at the gas station because I felt like they knew I was going through it (obviously they don't), but I didn't want them to see my eyes. I couldn't even make eye contact with my mom. My anxiety was through the roof, and my temper was just boiling, I couldn't turn it off. I just took some valium and am able to calm down a bit now in typing this, but for those of you who have experienced psychosis before: Is there any way to stop it? I knew I was going through it, I knew I was overreacting, but I felt like I wasn't in control. I wasn't myself, and my anger lingered far longer than it ever should have. Also snapped on two other girls and drove them away (oh well, they'll get over it). Idk, tonight was bad.

I don't feel bad about any of it, as I ended up just convincing her that it was all her fault (I mean it kind of was her fault, but I used that to negate how overdone my reaction was) so she felt extremely bad about the whole situation. Whether she'll start being truthful, probably not--but now I know what to expect if me and her continue as friends. In calming now, I realize that I was absolutely out of control, and just want to find a better means to prevent that from happening again

Is there any fix or ways to stop it when it comes on?