A couple weekends ago, I got naughty and went to access some sleeping aids and some ativan. I’ve been saving them like they are precious gold. Last night I took a couple and had trouble waking up this morning. Went to work anyway and drank about 3 cups of coffee before I began to feel half awake.
I don’t know why I do these things. I’d go out and get more if I could. Plotting and scheming. I just keep wanting more. Drug seeking behaviour, it seems. I don’t want V to know about this and yet if I don’t talk about it, what good will it do me?