Addiction
Stuck, Between two extremes. Confusing reality with my dreams, Is it the drugs I feel? A false sense of security Pride and vanity, Blinded by insanity Some excerpts from my journal from my relapse during 2015 August 30: Waiting on the bath to fill, so I can soak my sore muscles, I have a bunch of research benzos still. I made some yesterday, only to have a microscopic bit fall on my hand. I blacked out and woke up in the ER. Doc said someone found me face down in a ditch, unconscious at 2am. It was a miracle they found me. August 31: Last entry for this journal. Blacked out from benzos the other night, woke up in the hospital with no idea how I got there. Eventually snuck out when the police and doctors stepped out to talk. I ran home 2 miles, 3 weeks after knee surgery. Fuck. My crutches are gone, my body hurts, and I lost some hits of L. Wow.
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