The last two weeks have been a little rough. A lot of overtime which will help come payday, but my mind is mush.
Everything started out by fighting a 15 year old on PCP. If anyone doesn't know what that's like then let me tell you. I was first on scene and the kid was naked. I fought by myself until backup got there and by the end, 6 grown men had a hard time holding a 135 lb kid down until paramedics could medically sedate him...
The rest of the week just went downhill. I think I actually lost a couple days in there somewhere. Now it ends with a guy strangling his girlfriend, although she survived, and tying his small children in his apartment. The monsters aren't under your bed or in your closet, they're out there walking among us.
Anyway, all that along with the usual nightmares takes its toll. I guess I shouldn't complain, there's always someone out there that has it worse.
I think part of my problem is I stopped going to therapy...oops. I canceled a couple appointments then got lazy I guess. Just taking the pills and lying to my psychiatrist about going to therapy. I guess I should just get off my ass and change that. I need help and now I'm just being stupid.
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