I'm restless and bored. I was actually partly moved to quit when my mum rang and told me a child I grew up with o/d'd and passed. It was so heartbreaking to hear. Mum also said she can't pretend it's all sweet with me anymore and she knows I'm using again (I never hardly see her, I'm 36 my bf lives with me) she always knows. It broke my heart. I never told her or my lil sister or dad so not to worry them but she begged me not to end up dead and I don't want to either.
Plus I'm over the whole shitty waste of life and time. What a shit life it is honestly like this.
My legs are kicking inside and I can't sleep but it's going to be worth it. The upteenth w/d but worth it. Always a chance I'll stay clean.