When day becomes night ...
Been off the drugs for who knows how long, I don't even know what day it is.
I suppose the best way I can describe how I feel is metallic.
Yesterday was the worst, I have no thoughts about hurting myself but yesterday I had thoughts of hurting others (even though am a teddy bear).
I even thought about just filling up the gas tank and riding until I run out, I know I'd get about 280k's and they reckon another 40 on reserve. I just thought about going until I could go no more. What about when I did run out of gas? Just leave the bike for someone to find (a local) then maybe just walk until I could walk no more. I just don't care about anything.
I'm not going to try any more drugs, they are just messing up my mind. I know there could be the right one out there but have tried two types already and both have made me worse. I'd give just about anything for a decent night sleep, even just six hours solid.
I think my biggest problem is I am to stuborn, I know I will beat this, even though I don't want to
I don't want help, I don't want to see anyone, I dont want to talk to anyone, I don't want anything. If we had an outback or a forest I'd go become a hermit.
Sorry for babbling, I had a point to this post but have forgotten what it was
We childproofed our homes, but they are still getting in.
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