I can't tell if I'm in an episode because I'm using, or if I'm using because I'm in an episode. Or both. Either way I'm fked up because I'm fked up. I gotta say though, the stuff I'm doing is really really working... temporarily... it's literally the only way I can get some "sleep" even if it's not real sleep it's a break from the racing thoughts and the agitation and the pissed offness and the rage and it gives me a good reason not to drive back to that meth head again and smoke pcp laced weed with random people in the woods. I'm content this way. RIght now. 5 seconds ago I was ready to take a baseball bat to the next motorcycle that I see. And I bet in five minutes I'll be ready to die. And then I'll call on-call and by the time they call back all will be good again and I'll say "I'm fine now, never mind."
Well, this is a step up from passing out in the woods at night from purging. At least this is acceptable behavior in this town. (A fed bear is a dead bear)
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"I don't know what I'm looking for."
"Why not?"
"Because...because...I think it might be because if I knew I wouldn't be able to look for them."
"What, are you crazy?"
"It's a possibility I haven't ruled out yet,"
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