the other thing that bothered me today was that during my dissociation, i went into the gas station next door to my program to buy catfood and soda and a man who goes to the program upstairs from mine (for the more severe mentally ill) had just left the gas station. apparently he had said some weird stuff, and for the whole time i was in there, i listened to the clerks and the shoppers talk about how crazy the guy was and how weird he was and they were not gonna let him come back in the store. it makes me sad that people are so unaccepting of the mentally ill, especially when so many of us try so hard and fight a battle every day. so i was kinda bummed by that, but was in no shape to speak up cuz i was out of it myself.