Day 4 came almost pleasantly compared to the rest of the suffering. I woke up, and instead of being in despair and cold, covered in sweat, I smiled, and acknowledged that I still don't feel 100% and proceeded to get dressed to make breakfast. In this moment, I realized that I am broken, I can finally admit it to myself and I can finally rebuild for real. I'm through the easy part, is what I also realized. From here on, it's going to be important to be one with how I feel, not to push it away, acknowledge craving, jealousy, anger, fear... Comfort, as I realize that these are normal feelings, and they became my beacon through dark nights. Emotions I've thought all along as something reckless and danger-filled, became the most important thing I've ever known throughout this latest withdrawal. I think what makes this different from the other times, and it comes to me that I have become acceptant of who I am and what makes me tick. I alone have the power of NO as it directly relates to my own life, I know what my triggers are, and I know what I have to do to stay on this path. I thought of being excited at how I will have my life back soon, but I've actually had my life the entire time, and I'm only kidding myself. Today is a new day, tomorrow will be another new day, and the day after that. I wish everyone that is suffering through withdrawal and other pains in life, look inside yourself for your own beacon of hope. Get determined, take control of your life, hurt through withdrawal, and then let yourself be broken by it. I feel that the only way the people like us that have addictive tendencies will be able to fix our problems, is by breaking ourselves. Only then, we can truly rebuild and shape ourselves back the way we wanted to be before we were clouded. These drugs are pain-killers, and they kill the very reason we want to be alive, not the physical pains, but the mental ones. The pain does go away, and in its wake is only inspiration. Alas, Chapter 5 complete.

