
sighingspider
Hi, How are you.
- May 28, 2020
- 48
It comes and goes whenever it likes. When it goes and gets a snack, you think to yourself, "hey, it's gone! Maybe I can finally start my recovery." And once you open the door to recovery, it zooms through the door again and into your life. It punches you to the ground and you are back at the corner when you stayed for the past hours, or days. Every time you think everything is getting better, on track. Master of your own decision, that little b**tch appears out of nowhere and gives you that stupid grin that makes you want to kill it. But when you stare in the mirror, you realise the problem.