LonelyKitten
Seeking one final escape
- Aug 13, 2023
- 284
Ahhhhhh fate has been cruel lately...
I've been monitoring my options for survival, and accounting my resources and it's not looking good, many doors seem shut, bad news pour in.
All I can do is try everything I still have access to, and, like... I like to follow signs, my instincts.
They tend to turn out best...
But these recent days, the signs all point to death.
And now I walked past what may be harmful...
Apparently you can just buy Codeine in the UK?
Maybe I shouldn't say this out loud at all.
But. But. I don't know.
It just reminds me so much of how little I have left, to keep me away from that stuff again.
I overdosed before - from a stronger medication, of course.
Back then, I almost died.
Back then, for a second, it all turned white.
I swear, I saw the light.
Once I fought it off, I still had a choice.
My friends, or sinking further into despair, a route bound sure for death.
I chose my friends and stopped.
I don't have that kind of support anymore.
I'm too vulnerable. It's right there, taunting me.
No impulse control left. Why?
Because it's hard, what do I live for?
Where is safety, stability?
Oh please, I wish...
I wish I had one more path to Recovery...
I've been monitoring my options for survival, and accounting my resources and it's not looking good, many doors seem shut, bad news pour in.
All I can do is try everything I still have access to, and, like... I like to follow signs, my instincts.
They tend to turn out best...
But these recent days, the signs all point to death.
And now I walked past what may be harmful...
Apparently you can just buy Codeine in the UK?
Maybe I shouldn't say this out loud at all.
But. But. I don't know.
It just reminds me so much of how little I have left, to keep me away from that stuff again.
I overdosed before - from a stronger medication, of course.
Back then, I almost died.
Back then, for a second, it all turned white.
I swear, I saw the light.
Once I fought it off, I still had a choice.
My friends, or sinking further into despair, a route bound sure for death.
I chose my friends and stopped.
I don't have that kind of support anymore.
I'm too vulnerable. It's right there, taunting me.
No impulse control left. Why?
Because it's hard, what do I live for?
Where is safety, stability?
Oh please, I wish...
I wish I had one more path to Recovery...
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