This other weird thing happened that I think might explain some of my freakout. I had to go put diesel in my car and on the way accidentally turned right in front of a car, my mind was distracted. So the car lays on the horn and I realize I goofed up and pull over and let it pass. So at the next light we're both stopped at the light to turn left when both doors of the car I cut off, parked in front of me, open up and two black girls get out and approach my car screaming obscenities at me. I yell back that I'm sorry, I was having a bad day. I made a mistake. They just saw that I was yelling and viewed it as a taunt. The light turns green, they get back in the car then play chicken for a mile, speeding up and slowing down and throwing shit at my car and yelling.
That was the cherry on the ice cream sundae of my day of not being positive of my own reality.