The guy at the corner with a big STOP sign for school children was there so I cut my walk short. He makes a big commotion of stopping cars and having me cross so it makes me nervous. It's like he thinks I'm the president of the United States. And I can see some people in there cars just giving me the look as they wait extra long time. I'm surprised he doesn't have an air horn as well.

Am I crazy? I feel so different like someone from another planet that it makes me feel like a freak. I've always talked to inanimate objects, especially the past 3 or so years, and I treat them so nicely. Especially my plant, Sally & Fern Fern, and also my sweater and jacket and shoulder towel. They talk to me and say nice things. The bad voices come from evil spirits or something. Yeah yeah I know that talking part is most likely just in my head but it makes me feel good and not so alone so I think my brain is just trying to help me.

Is that called Panpsychis? I haven't studied it but just googled it.

Maybe I just need to go back to therapy and psychiatrist and take meds or better yet be thrown in a psych ward. I took meds but they made me feel like I'm always under water in jail. But I'm still gonna talk to my friends.