Try becoming upset over something substantial...

My mates 19th was the other day. He had a sleepover. I was invited, but his mum hates me (because whenever we meet up we get stoned. Like so what, most of the time when mates meet up they have a pint - we have a spliff) so I couldnt go. My girlfriend went though. The girlfriend - serious or not - that I had was like 2 years ago, because I never find anyone I like. Now I have. So she goes over there, and I tell her to be careful of Roberts (one of my other 'mates') because every girl that meets him really fancies him.
They all get drunk, and my girl ends up making out with Roberts. To top it all off, Ben wasnt even going to tell me.
Top that off with starting my antidepressants and mood stabilisers again, oh and seeing the psychiatric team tomorrow to assess whether I need to go back in the nuthouse. When that happens, then fucking bitch you pansy.