Thoughts of persecution. Don’t feel like I belong anywhere or here. Haven’t been feeling real, I’m seeing things differently. Hear sounds in my apartment and feel like someone is unlocking my doors. Losing my memory, attention, and thought. Cant connect with people. Disappointed in myself and the world. Battery on my phone is low. Wish there was some place I could go. Been wanting to get a PhD.

Doc doesn’t know what is wrong with me so I think they transferred me to another doc or maybe I’m getting a second opinion. There’s nothing right to say ever. I feel trapped in doing artificial stuff. Im hurting and I’m nervous, I feel like my only way to convey it is to feel bad for myself and say I don’t want to be here