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.