Dear Jess

I don't know whats wrong. But something really is.

After work today, I went and smoked a lot of pot. I don't know why. I don't really care. I miss interacting with people. I can't handle this stress. I'm falling apart.

While I was at work, the officer who picked me up from there, last time, came in for a sandwich. It scared me a lot, because I'm paranoid and my hands are all scarred up.

I'm sorry.

I wish I could focus or not focus or something. I'm just, lost.

Love always
Nerl