So my car
was towed and in it was my duffel
bag with my meds.
Know what that means?
No sleep.
Sleep would have been my solace as I still desire to drown out the voices in my head that replay exactly how drunk I was, over and over.
I had it all planned - 100mg of Seroquel and sleeping til noon. By the time I would wake up, it would be time to hit the ground running for another day of superwoman at work.
Now I'm left to my own thoughts, and it scares me.
I don't have any water. Only Chrystal Light mix.
I'm sad, but so damn afraid to feel.
2 comments:
It will work out.
Got the car back, but didn't sleep a wink.
Thanks.
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