Deeper introspection of being asked to go away with little hope of survival
These blogs contain conversations related to drugs and drug use. In many cases, the blogs were written while high on various recreational substances. I warn that not all of these entries make sense, and they have not been proof-read.
These blogs contain conversations related to drugs and drug use. In many cases, the blogs were written while high on various recreational substances. I warn that not all of these entries make sense, and they have not been proof-read.
Deeper introspection of being asked to go away with little hope of survival
I’m not a happy cap camper.
I’m so confused. My user was banned for showing drug use and yet these ads are taking up more than 50% of my feed these days
A sadness post I will acknowledge then ignore
Risky airport story that ended well. No worry needed.
A song about a girl I had a high crush on.
Spontaneous unscheduled all-nighter working on the web after a few days of low motivation
If you don’t know, I’m not going to tell you.
Just a low day update. Meh
Justification post describing the mental struggle as if it’s a good thing.
Realizing mornings
blah night, all night
Late Night, Early morning.
Not a happy start to the day, and you can feel more negative thoughts are to come.
I think I was actually staying off drugs almost a month this time and so there's a bit of an adjustment. When you come back cuz they haven't been very productive and I haven't been overly happy and while I was off the drugs I was told we kind of like you to leave as soon as possible. That's a paraphrasing of my own words but people with my brain type often take comments as personal attacks. Or...
THIS IS MY LIFE. I think useless thoughts that go nowhere and have no conclusion.
I want to be fucked more than anything, but the terror I experience projecting my failure spoils the mood through seven stages of grief.
A perspective shift can often make a huge difference. After I shared this I realized my flirting misunderstand and Subway explanation may have made me look even more like an idiot.
No drugs. Good memories.
Filler blog. Nothing new.
In keeping with lights pattern of having bad things happen when you're in a bad mood and multiple bad things happening in threes or in groups, this isn't a great Monday. It seems my server has upgraded websites to a newer PHP that isn't compatible with all the plugins I use so that's one thing. The site that I'm working on that should be done by now but it keeps dragging on because AI makes...
Taking a break but not quitting.
After a break
Fuck. Realization.
Recap of my horrid morning.
A horrid hungry morning
Very high on k at the end. More updates later.
Life. Don’t talk to me about life.
Good morning blog about how my brain creates a decision making process about everything. I have to choose to trust blindly and it gets harder every year
A brain to gboard unedited script here, but if luck hits it right a different version will magically start an income for something I want to give away
A shit post about shit.
Wednesday all day and all night.
Another problem I ignore hoping will go away.
I am super amped up this morning believing this blog is great.
I started writing about something else and just rambled.
Why I don’t like to finish what I’ve started.
A quick unintended ramble about being secretly smarter than you.
I distraction blog written when I’m supposed to be doing something else about distractions when I’m supposed to be doing something else.
The circle of dehydrated solid bulky poo.
I just got a reply on Reddit to an attempt at flirting that made me remember how bad I am at flirting
The repeating return of being out and restocking my current drug of choice, and chocolate.
It’s funny to think that there’s such a thing as bad math which would imply that there’s good meth and there is but it ain’t what I’ve got today
I cannot decide if this was a good reply or not, but meth says it’s a great example of meth addiction so I posted it feeling confident.
A 3am blog about what happens next. 4am, 5am. Are we set for a new music release, or work?
A spontaneous life evaluation post. The kind I often have in January. Reflect on things I’m not planning on changing
The life of a drug user.
Hard drug choices. Drugs are bad, but bad drugs are worse.
Bait and switch before I knew it.
Deep bleh thoughts
Part of an unbalanced break – fast. Literally fasting through a break… Maybe.
I’m out again. This or soon will be.
Oh no. I’m out again
A deep and personal blog written as soon as I woke up today. Life perspective.
Original song and music video edit
A mid day pondering.
That escalated quickly. A 5am confessional.
The secret blog revealed. Warning. Not for the faint of heart.
The most important blog I didn’t write.
Late night blog post that should have been longer but I lost the energy halfway through. The original idea was I wanted to talk about the concept of creating a user manual for autistic people and their friends and family.
Good and bad moments, but a good day starts with bank deposits.
A lot of things have not gone well today and I'm always fascinated by these kind of unrelated minor problems that seem to happen when I'm in a bad mood. I've always said; good things happen when you're in a good mood and bad things happen when you're in a bad mood. I never really thought much about it beyond the quote. The universe just seems to work out that way and the understanding is beyond...
When I'm low on my drug, I ration the doses so I don't have to go without any at all. It's probably not a good plan but to some extent it does give me a small amount each day instead of going cold turkey until I have a car and funds at the same time, and can go restock. The problem happens that I also have to eat and my budget often forgets I need to restock that too, pretty much every week. It...
October is the best. Deep sleep hard mornings and orange chocolate.
I don’t know how to describe this blog. New rut is disturbing.
A blog it doesn’t mention Thanksgiving dinner and then an unrelated music video that I wrote today about coming clean and admitting my drug habit so that I can share this blog with more people. Hidden away in an unrelated post so that I have an out when I don’t do that.
I've been alone since Tuesday, taking care of the house and the animals, and I've done an OK job. It's not particularly difficult, it's just more than usual, remembering times and paying attention to the distress barks if there are any. And today I woke up i've been getting up a little bit earlier and doing some of my social activities before I start other things and it's interesting but if you...