2am choice
alternate titles for this blog. Keeping busy to avoid thinking I gave up keeping track of sleep My Sleep App asked me about my plug I had 20 tabs open on Lipsync puppets. Time to switch obsessions. I’m not high. I think I used this morning before 8… Oh yeah. I just remembered the decent… Read More »

2am choice

alternate titles for this blog.

Keeping busy to avoid thinking

I gave up keeping track of sleep

My Sleep App asked me about my plug

I had 20 tabs open on Lipsync puppets. Time to switch obsessions.

I’m not high. I think I used this morning before 8… Oh yeah. I just remembered the decent line I snorted at 3 that made me pleasant the rest of the day.

This will be my fourth ounce without a real break and the dehydration is really getting to me. It’s affected my mouth and gums so bad that eating is often hard and painful.

The eating issues are where I am more exposed and could potentially be questioned more about it. At this stage, one year into living here, they either know or suspect but don’t want conflict or it’s just not a thought in their mind and everything odd I do must have some non drug explanation.

Some weeks I think about that more than others but overall I have been letting negative thoughts about being a drug user living in the basement trying to keep my meth smoking habit a secret.

Or it never was, and we just don’t ask, don’t tell.

My brain won’t allow to live without guilt for long. It’s my one year anniversary here next week. My hosts have gone above and beyond…

I’m the asshole here. At this point, I’ve come to accept that I’m not an asshole in general. I just take risks on other people’s behalf.

Shit. That’s ass hole behaviour. I need bt9 blog about cats next to cleanse my emotional pallete

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