Im so fucking angry. I just broke glass at work because Tom said I could. Breaking glass is fun - cathartic...but not cathartic enough.
Wiggers wants to see me.
In trying to be honest with him I admitted to doing something thats not stupid in my eyes, actually quite smart, but he deemed it dangerous, very dangerous in fact.
Depression made everyone unhappy. Mania is apparently dangerous. And those are the only two I can seem to muster up.
Breaking point draws closer.