Southern ruffian
Greenlighter
- Joined
- Jun 11, 2014
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I've had some real trouble sleeping, it literally controls my life. I've just taken a double dose of the 3.75mg zoplicone I was given from the doctors and now I've been told I might be going to see a psychiatrist. I don't really understand why it's so bad at the moment, does this kind of thing get worse in hard times and it all just builds up to not being able to sleep? I've had my oldest friend try kill himself and no he didn't mess around like some, he went for the full end game. It is in the past and it is difficult being his friend sometimes. My school life was far from ordinary, I learned I had to toughen up pretty quick in the environment I was in.
After college I was introduced to the drug scene surprisingly by friends of the friend that tried to top himself. It was a fun experience for me at times and at others it was horrible agonising, doing so much I puked out a bile of insides probably. I learnt though after how destructive they can be and got out, although Mary Jane sometimes still calls me. I hated the fact that the people around my friend encouraged the behaviour to my friend in his poor mental state. It was a difficult situation.
Money's one thing I hate with a passion,(maybe my hate for money contributes?)I imagine a lot of people do, seems to me the rich get richer these days with their giant corperations like the evil Walmart that owns my workplace and we get left scraping the bottom of the butter while they wonder over to another country and pretty much kill for money. So ye does anyone else have any experience on insomnia and what I'm actually going through?
After college I was introduced to the drug scene surprisingly by friends of the friend that tried to top himself. It was a fun experience for me at times and at others it was horrible agonising, doing so much I puked out a bile of insides probably. I learnt though after how destructive they can be and got out, although Mary Jane sometimes still calls me. I hated the fact that the people around my friend encouraged the behaviour to my friend in his poor mental state. It was a difficult situation.
Money's one thing I hate with a passion,(maybe my hate for money contributes?)I imagine a lot of people do, seems to me the rich get richer these days with their giant corperations like the evil Walmart that owns my workplace and we get left scraping the bottom of the butter while they wonder over to another country and pretty much kill for money. So ye does anyone else have any experience on insomnia and what I'm actually going through?
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