I remember how it all began.
With you, holding my hand.
I didn't wanna let you go, but sometimes we must in order to grow.
Now I'm grown up, thinking I know enough.
I don't know it all, but I know you'll be there if I fall.
So for now, let me stand tall.
Day 4 of Quitting
If this is how sobriety feels, maybe it’s better to go through life a little buzzed… this, along with other hits like, I want to kill myself, I wish I was dead, and I’m going to throw myself off a bridge have been the only thoughts on rotation these past few days. I promise myself that if, in a month, I still feel like this (‘this’ meaning despondent, full of rage, and simultaneously numb) I can go back to smoking. Until mid-February though? Nicotine is off the table.
By sleepy drafts6 days ago in Longevity
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