yesterday, december 5, had the greatest change of events i’ve ever experienced in my life. i was taking a turn for a bad future, or so my friends and family thought so. so in the morning, while i was experiencing the worst withdrawal symptoms, feeling delirious from having no sleep, and just sobbing my head off, i talked to the great friends that stepped forward to help me cut the use of drugs. i told them exactly what was on my mind. it was the greatest feeling to not hide anything, express my true feelings, and telling them how important they are to me. i was so clear minded, i felt like i was a child again.
today, i’m sick. have a shit load of shit to do tomorrow. i’m fucking sad, really. i want the drugs again. i’m a mess.