3 days after my 22nd bday and over a year clean and yet I want to end it all. life has been filled with so many empty promises and fickle people, but I know one thing is for sure: death will be a relief to me. at least if I were to end it now I will die clean. I don't know if I really wanna go through with it, but still, the thoughts and fantasies are there.
I feel empty inside, even though I've only been feeling this way for a couple days it feels like an eternity. reminds me of the feeling after heavy mdma abuse. its sunny and warmer outside yet all I wanna do is stay inside, or jump off the bridge into the cold Mississippi. oddly using and OD'ing isn't the route I want to go though I'm sure it'll be more peaceful. I'm part of the no matter what club, but I didn't promise I would live until death by natural causes. I feel I've done my job here in TDS, I've served whom I needed to in NA, and experienced all there is aside from marriage and having a child. there is nothing of myself left to give.
how poetic my lows can be sometimes. bipolar? maybe. who knows. my life of excitement in the dope scene has come to a close and now life seems so bland. the eternal sleep seems so inviting, maybe it'll be like an endless nod, at least I can hope for that. tomorrow will be better hopefully. I gotta chair a meeting tonight so I know ill make it to at least 1030 tonight. I don't Want sympathy, I don't want any consoling, I just needed to get that out before it drives me more mad than it already has. I can't cry, I can't smile, complete apathy mixed with depression. maybe its time to start this forth step...