I don’t know if it’s the weed or not but I wake up around 2-3 am and sometimes my brain decides to drop a little item on me. It’s always the same. Some mistake I made where someone called me an idiot, or I thought, ‘I’m an idiot’. It’s been kinda rough because I went through 55 years of life, not realizing I was an idiot. Now I am looking back and seeing that everyone else knew. So now I never leave the house, keep conversations vanilla and short and hire contractors to do everything I used to think I knew how to do, but always fucked up.