Purple Jungle
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I can deal with my own mind but the issue is that I don't live alone and others are having problems with my occupation and their paranoia feeds mine.
I don't even smoke now. Cause I know I tend to go to a bad mindspace when I get high and I am too tense. Except I decided to smoke a joint yesterday - and I had a panic attack. A real one.
I am cleaning up house now. Like complete crime scene clean up. I have 3 garbage bags full of plants, shoes, gloves, lamps and all sorts of shit that I am wondering how to dispose of?
My laptop is crazy encrypted and secured...
A raid is a possibility...
Fucking caterpillars have invaded my spot. Mold.
A nosy old neighbor saw me transferring a kilo of bud from the container where I was drying it to a bag. I don't think he understood what exactly was happening, but the fucker stood by the fence and said hi just when I noticed him. He PROBABLY smelt it. My fuck up yeah... I didn't even want having ANY bud at home at any point, but when I went to my spot and saw the upcoming mold shit storm I started cleaning up immediately and I don't yet have anywhere else to trim etc.
Then of course, we have the spot security issues... you never know... I am considering closing the current entrance and opening another one through a muddy thorny slope where I would have to crawl in. I still have to bring in materials so I can build a shed though...
And being in a hurry when I was building the impromptu drying racks for the mold damage control bud - I left prints. I am paranoid about that too.
Fucking neighbors dogs constantly barking. Where I am at, everyone has a a huge guard dog that sound like the real monsters that they are, pedestrians passing by are a huge event each time...
Just as I explained to someone who watched me climb a huge tree where I left a few bags of bud with seeds to dry up in the sun and wind - I am perfectly capable of climbing that tree, but if I had a few people constantly telling me "Careful!!!! Please don't fall!!! Are you sure about that branch!!!?" - I might start doubting myself and fail. Same with pulling the grow operation off. Just shut the fuck up please.
It's just that the constant nagging mixed with my own fears finally got me... Felt like getting this off my chest.
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