Will never be me...
The old chestnut it could never be me.
Addiction is a lonely place
I got to the grand age of 36 recreationally drinking and using party drugs. Here an there. Nothing consistent and didnt use anything for months at a time.
Something happened in my life which devastated me, turnt my world on its head. And here I am.
Abusing a substance and alcohol nearly every day for the past 10 months.
Functioning...for how long? Who knows.
Life really can be cruel and its even more frustrating to recognise the spiral and still not pull yourself out of it.
Just venting. I hope one day I will have the strength soon to stop and sort myself out
Its amazing how well problems can be hidden.
*if anybody wants a chat im up (no weird shit) just lonely and lost im in the uk, would appreciate anyone for a chat