This is a Bitch!
I “think” I’m feeling a bit better than yesterday. I’m telling myself that title, “This is a bitch!”
I’m trying not to get all of my fucking diagnoses get the better of me. I’ll blow up and it will be time to say, “Goodbye, PA!” Nothing’s triggering me at the moment so that’s a good thing. I think my brain is more concerned with my Neurochemistry. That is also a good thing!!!
Should anything trigger me, I think I could handle it despite Neurochemistry or anything else. After all, it was several triggers that made me drink so much. So much, to get me into this situation of, VERY, UGLY WITHDRAWAL!!! Even more so, I think I might know more about those triggers–not just things that happened on a “surface level” I suppose you could say.
That gives me even more ammo in case anything threatens to make me fall apart. THAT IS A VERY, VERY GOOD THING!!! I can’t guarantee anything here, but at least feeling like this is hopeful? *shakes head and sighs*
I think food helps. Gee. Really? I had a breakfast, cereal bar earlier. Now I’m going to try and shove at least something else into my mouth (and swallow it.)
I actually HAVE to go grocery shopping today. That will be a huge slice of hell!
I had a friend (he’s dead now.) He ALWAYS used this expression: “If you do the crime; you pay the time.”
Words of wisdom.