Coming into day 7 but feeling worse than ever. Another night of absolutely no sleep. Watched a drug bust out my window across the road early yesterday evening The feds were actually undercover as painter and decorators and rough as fuck with their prey. I felt so sorry for those guys knowing they are probably looking at years behind bars just for selling a bit of dope and I bet the barstard feds celebrated with a drink or two which in my mind is far worse than using dope. They are happy to drink alcohol and use violence but fuck anyone who wants to sit in the privacy of their own house and smoke a spliff or use dope. Fuck this world is fucked up. Anyway so glad I wasn't in that house at time of bust. Small mercies.
It's 7am now and I feel to sick to write anymore. The day must surely get better.
charliecat added 835 Minutes and 35 Seconds later...
I've had a really good day and feel like I may have turned a corner. My friend dragged me out even though I protested and wanted to just stay in my bed feeling sorry for myself. She took me for a drive with music blaring while we reminisced about all our antics back when we were kids. I laughed so much I actually forgot about my withdrawals at times. Laughter really is the best medicine and I don't nearly do enough of it when Im doped up. I am so grateful to her for her persistence to get me out of the house. We finished off by having a lovely meal and she dropped me back home about 9pm and now I feel ready to get some much needed sleep which I think may just happen.
1 week clean...wow I can't believe it
Day 8 starts tomorrow
Thank you everyone for your on going support....goodnight