[mouse in darkness]

Got dragged out literally by housmates, they know something is up and know I don't want to talk about it. Even the workers suspect something although they aren't game enough to venture close enough to find out.

Running from my mind. It is driving me crazy. Feel so unstable and just a smidge paranoid (queen of understatement). Slept a bit better last night hope it sticks around, Get to see gp on monday (fingers crossed). Tried to eat and didn't work, ended up feeding my dinner to the stray cat we have dubbed "Sooky". The funny thing is that he is a real sook. He is a white and ginger cat that has had his tail docked. I hope it was only done to save his life, but for some reason I doubt it.

Want to keep fighting but feel like there is nothing left to give. Where do you turn to at this piont?

Digs a ditch and crawls in and pulls a large piece of wood across the entrance. Now it will be OK.