My life is just one big mistake after another. Last night some guy invited himself back to my place, we got drunk, he got high and tried it on. Being the idiot I am, I let him stay in my bed. That's one night I just want to erase from my memory.

Gareth didn't text back. I guess he just used me. He'll figure out what he passed up tomorrow

Saw the doctor this morning and he increased my anti-depressants and told me not to smoke. Apparently, nicotine causes bursts of serotonin to be released which isn't good when taking SSRIs.