I recent suffered from a psychotic break. I wrote some stuff that is disturbing, but pretty funny is retrospect. I felt guilty that I was ruining Mother's Day this year, so I tried to make it better by writing my mother a card in pink ink. She was not amused by what I wrote.
5:22 counting up
Saw? Torture porn!
Shall we play again?
Happy Mom's Day!
(Yeah, that was it. I'm a terrible daughter. But I gave her a real flower later that day.)