At 4am this morning I genuinely thought about whether this life was worth all the hassle. I just sat with my own thoughts, keep in mind I'm in bupe withdrawal too. But, I honestly think if it wasn't for my close family I'd have stepped of a ledge early hours this morning. The irony? I bought more coke tonight only half a g, but last night I honestly felt alone, self inflicted of course but that doesn't take away from what I felt like doing. I honestly think it's time to admit the party is over now. I can't keep up with these ups and downs and the downs are getting worse. Even the highs are getting edgy. I looked through my contacts last night think who should I phone, but it was 4am I could bother anyone at that time. My uncle said today I'm to call him any time I feel like that no matter if it's 4am. Coke has romanced me and then kicked me to the curb. I don't know if I ever want to be fully clean of everything though. Although I'll never be able to even dabble with coke. At 4am this morning I realised just how unhappy I am and exactly what's causing that. My son's mom won't let my son anywhere near me not that I'd ever let him do coke, but I see her point. It's a lonely world and without drugs in guessing it's going to get even more lonely