Therapy today: I need anesthetic

I’m bingeing on chocolate digestives. I know I’m going to keep going until they are gone. It used to be alcohol in this scenario. The biscuits are safer, and delicious, but less delicious than vodka. And they make me fat. Vodka never did that. But they have the same quality in that for the time…

Therapy today: Dormant anger

I’m whacked out on Lorazepam and I punched a wall. I promised J I would be safe until I see her on Tuesday. Hitting that wall was the safe outlet for how I feel. Which is angry. Frustrated. Confused. I feel like I’ve got far too much going on, it’s all piling on top of…