Had a deep, 15 hour long sleep. Much euphoria now! (Mania? - Of course, always.. an unfocused mania.. The most useless of manias).

Had a shower, did the things.. Walked around town - They can't get the Invega Trinza injection in RN (Cuz of the fires blocking the road between here and the city). I went to the post office, picked up the dissociative antidepressant, booked an appointment at the clinic, came home and took out the garbage, swept the steps outside.. All is okay.

My dad made it on the plane to Mexico.. He'll be back in a month, and we'll drive in the Mustang again lol!

It was a good time.. stressful.. Everything is stressful.. I'm one of the most normal people.

The last night, I had a talk with my dad.. He's always really philosophical, wise etc... I pushed my mom away (Trying to comfort me before I took the Invega pill) - She walked into her room and closed the door. I was so sad about that.. She worked for 17 hours.. I just couldn't stand her, drinking wine and commentating on the movie she was watching with my dad - I got irritable and confused. But it's okay now.. "She works like a ****ing slave" my dad said.

They will both die.. 5-10 years or less.. My little sister, brother and half brother will be there.. My dad doesn't understand my suicidal thoughts, but I said that I'd let him or my mom know (When it gets too bad) - He felt suicidal, living in Guatemala, thought of wanting to jump off the apartment complex.. Cuz his family was stolen..

"Life is short" he said.. My mom says that too.. I'll live then cuz of that =/ Try to make the best life... We spent time together, it was okay... I love everyone though, underneath all of the trouble..