I have so much that I have wanted to say in the last couple days. Per usual, words escape me when I begin a new post, unless I’ve written down any of the shitshow playing through my head through the day. Every struggle is prolific. These confusing realizations steam up my always-dirty glasses with rancid, […]
I’ve gained 20 pounds. 193. I swore I’d never reach 200 again. This factor alone is enough for me to seek meth again. I thought my counselor cared. After seeing him only 10 minutes… I’m not so sure. He told me I’m extremely intelligent and my life is going to go one of two ways […]
Here are some thoughts that were running through my head during group today. I was working on a longer blog this morning, so more will come tonight. Hold me to it. December 13, 2019 Who thinks it is cool to die from meth? From addiction, self-sabotage, pressing the “destruction” button on life? Me. That’s a […]
Diaries of a Former Meth Whore. 