Well, yeah... on friday, after I got done from work I went to the city and picked up 5 bags of coke (roughly 2.5 grams) and a dime of weed. I'm pretty sure I had a six pack as well.
Anyway, I actually FORCED myself to get high. True, I already had a fresh box of spikes in my closet but the effort to get the drugs took a lot of sheer force. Everything inside me screamed not to do it. I KNEW I was throwing a lot of HARD work away but I said fuck it and took the drive down and copped.
So, on Saturday I went to the city again and picked up another 5 bags and on Sunday I picked up 7 bags.
Now its Monday. I called off work today to 'recover' but I mostly lay in bed unable to sleep but unwilling to even venture into the living room (too much effort). Thoughts of suicide came back, familiar feelings that I had made significant strides in placing behind me all came back. In force.
I'm not sittin' here crying. I'm kinda just afraid. I picked up a bottle of vodka a few minutes ago and it pisses me off. Am I back into this thing again? Alcohol makes it easier to make impulsive decisions like driving to the city for 'just one more'. I hope I can follow through and be clean tomorrow. I can't get back into the grips of this again. It was only supposed to be one night.
When did feeling good stop feeling good?
Anyway, I actually FORCED myself to get high. True, I already had a fresh box of spikes in my closet but the effort to get the drugs took a lot of sheer force. Everything inside me screamed not to do it. I KNEW I was throwing a lot of HARD work away but I said fuck it and took the drive down and copped.
So, on Saturday I went to the city again and picked up another 5 bags and on Sunday I picked up 7 bags.
Now its Monday. I called off work today to 'recover' but I mostly lay in bed unable to sleep but unwilling to even venture into the living room (too much effort). Thoughts of suicide came back, familiar feelings that I had made significant strides in placing behind me all came back. In force.
I'm not sittin' here crying. I'm kinda just afraid. I picked up a bottle of vodka a few minutes ago and it pisses me off. Am I back into this thing again? Alcohol makes it easier to make impulsive decisions like driving to the city for 'just one more'. I hope I can follow through and be clean tomorrow. I can't get back into the grips of this again. It was only supposed to be one night.
When did feeling good stop feeling good?

