I’m finally having a good weekend for once. Not amazing, not great, but “good.” In other words, Saturday and Sunday (so far) are the best days I’ve had in a LONG time. Not that ALL of my other days have been “bad” per se, but they were either “so-so” or “I want to sleep.” Almost forgettable, as they’ve just blended together.

I was also hearing voices again last night, but I know they’re not real. They kept whispering my name and telling me to do bad things to myself, such as



They kept giving me the urge to do it. They said that it’s “what I needed.” But even though they’re trying to control my thoughts, I won’t let them. I’m just going to work from home tomorrow just in case something bad happens, and if things go ok, I’ll go into the office on Tuesday. I know it’s all fake.