“After You’ve Done A Thing The Same Way For Two Years, Look It Over Carefully. After Five Years,

“When you know better, you do better.”

— Maya Angelou

She wondered how do you truly know when you're done? Are you ever fully ready to never get high again? Does the feeling of having enough, wanting desperately to quit ever stay, or is it always fleeting?

Excerpt from my journal

I’m the drug in your veins

Liquid courage when you ache

I’m the power You embrace

I’m the pill that you take

Making money for my sake

I’m the reason why you’re sane

So don’t ever go

Let me take control

Tear apart your soul

Break your heart and bones

Some lyrics I wrote yesterday

it’s funny how desperate i am for genuine human connection despite the lengths i go to avoid it

dude where’s my

ability to experience pleasure in the things that give me a reason to live

Idk why it’s so hard to trust people and to believe that they genuinely like me and that I can genuinely be apart of something my whole life I’ve always felt so disconnected from everyone but sometimes I feel like maybe it’s me making it that way perceiving it that way if you will.