As I was going back and reading these little gems of my past – I saw I posted this almost immediately after posting “It’s 6am. Do You Know Where Your Meth Pipe Is?”
Jeeze… well if you can’t laugh at yourself….
Bought junk on my way back from the fucking outpatient facility. I’m such a fucker weak spirit.
Anyway – I’m not giving up on my 12 days of sobriety, I just pushed it off a day. I have to start going to at least 4 days a week of NA meetings. Wow, now if I can just get out of that place without copping on the streets on my way home, we’ll be golden. 🙂 That’s okay, I’m not beating myself up over it. What happened, happened. It was my first day. That’s why I didn’t post again last night. Didn’t want to post my stupid failure. Whatever. It’s those damn chills, and shakes, as soon my temperature starts going haywire and starts to fluctuate, I freak out, don’t want to deal with the withdraw symptoms and cave.
🙂 The therapist said I should spend the day online blogging, and reading, and such and not worrying about my exams coming up or finding work while I get through this week… So that’s exactly what I’m going to do. Except I’m still going to work a little (just don’t tell her!)
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