I went to bed at 9 feeling fine. I woke up from this weird dream where I was at some gourmet cookie and ice cream shop. I woke up at 11 wanting ice cream. So I ate a couple mini Clio bars and I fell back asleep.

Now my stomach hurts a lot but my anxiety is ok.

These withdrawels are still tough.

I wish I could just go off it all at once. I feel like that would be easier.

It always sounds like a Piink Floyd song in my room. The furance and stuff.

I fell back asleep for a bit. Now my stomach is ok but my anxiety isn't. My therapist swears it will get easier