>>2021Holy soykaf . I must be more burned out than I thought. I barely remember making this thread but I did.
So, update, I got discharged from the clinic. (I think they were looking for an excuse for a while. One less mouth to feed so to speak) A misunderstanding about "optional" therapies led to me being branded uncooperative and let go.
So I've still got the prescription, but no way to edit it. Not without entering the system from square one again at least.
I also took the dumb option and started hoarding again. Which the silver lining is, I don't need them to sleep any more. (I know insomnia is episodic, but it's nice to know it isn't lurking for the second I run out)
So I've got my nest egg rebuilt, but have cut down on how frequently I'll use them.
I always struggle to class an addiction, it feels more like boredom. I can NOT do it, it's just a matter of doing something else. Boredom is hard to medicate.
My latest rock bottom involved taking some on Saturday night, before being invited to a bar by a friend. Drinking tonnes and "running off into the night"
I woke in my bed the next day with a bucket full of puke next to my head, cuts and scrapes all over my arms and a horrid headache. I then saw I'd managed to split the toilet seat in two (plastic not wood). I do not remember a thing after about an hour at the bar.
I think I got a mild concussion or something, ever since then I've had a ringing in my ears and headaches when I exert myself or move my head too quickly. There's a bump on my head but I have no idea what from.
This is all a pointless rant of course, I'm not expecting a cup of tea and a hug. I make my own rock bottoms and'll rot there soon enough.
I make very dumb choices and am an excellent liar. I could rule the world if I only had some ambition.