BACK BITCHES

So today was my breaking point, I attacked my mom but she had been coming at me and acting like she was going hit me. We are fine now but I cried for a good 5 hours straight. Either when the fight was happening or before we really fought, she screamed at me that, "You can either calm down and realize that I am your mother or I can take you back to the hospital", I told that bitch to take me to the hospital. I overpowered the fuck out of her, but then we talked it out. She had taken my vape during the fight and threw it in our garbage bin, so after we sorted everything out, she got it and sanatized it. But this has taken a few days to post and make because I've been busy, but basically a few days later, my head has huge fucking lumps on it, my mom has huge scratches on her and I've been throwing up constantly for the past 3 days. We went to the library today and got some books and have been hanging out reading Stephen King books. I'm currently reading The Bizaar Of Bad Dreams. This is a short story book and it's so good. I have noticed that the more I try to talk to people, the more I realize how anti-social I actually am. I barely hang out with people and when I do it's usually them asking to come over, and my best friend that I can't see because my mom is weird about her, has new friends that she's been hanging out with. So I can't really talk to my pookie bear as much as I usually do so that has been kind of messing with me, but I can get over it like I do most things. My ex (JC) got put in the hospital for taking 25 bennys. Then he got out and blocked me again. Shit's goofy, I'm done with everything. I've been going without a lot of my meds because my insurance hasn't renewed, so I've been having fucking withdrawls. This shit is annoying. I'm without my anti-depressant and my mood stabalizer, so I've been sick and having personality switches. I've been losing my shit constantly because of this social shit. Like I've been trying to talk to people, but I'm just not the kind of person that people tend to get along with I guess. Fathers day is tomorrow, my dad is still in jail and I have no way to talk to him sadly. I miss him and I wish I was there for him but I think he will be doing better because he is sober.