deperson
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I've been off my rocker for a bit now and doing grand slams like a pro baseball player. I also am physically addicted to b3nz0s. (yes, still, for those who've seen my old posts)
Cold turkeyed for a few days on the stimulants, but I gave in because my energy levels were that of a 90+ man. Getting out of bed was like deadlifting a small car, so I didn't. Just slept all weekend and yesterday. Too lazy and tired to even take my b3nz0s, can you believe that? Sleeping like a baby with not even a mg of the stuff. Then I woke up yesterday night in moderate-severe withdrawal and realized the gig was up. No build-up to that one. Just jittering in pain and confusion as soon as my ego reformed after all that crazy vivid sleep. I was certain it was my time for the seizure of the century for being so stupid, but I got it back under control. So what's that do? Makes me just want to go back to sleep again. What a damned conundrum.
I'd even laugh if it weren't so real and serious. So here I am buzzing around again because I can't just sleep forever, well, I could, but without the intermittant wake-ups, you know. Work ethic back to maximum. Improvements all round except for the body, of course. I think I've reached a record low in weight. Just keep telling 'em I'm a bit ill, that's all.
It's a damn shame everything is so pointless. Nothing to live for. No great cause. No delusions to keep me playing the game. Fuck, no free will even.
But, it's so easy, right? Sleep and keep up with the benzos until I normalize. Then just fucking taper. It's simple.
So where are these motivizations or whatever supposed to be found? Anyone got any feelings on the subject? Anybody out there?
Cold turkeyed for a few days on the stimulants, but I gave in because my energy levels were that of a 90+ man. Getting out of bed was like deadlifting a small car, so I didn't. Just slept all weekend and yesterday. Too lazy and tired to even take my b3nz0s, can you believe that? Sleeping like a baby with not even a mg of the stuff. Then I woke up yesterday night in moderate-severe withdrawal and realized the gig was up. No build-up to that one. Just jittering in pain and confusion as soon as my ego reformed after all that crazy vivid sleep. I was certain it was my time for the seizure of the century for being so stupid, but I got it back under control. So what's that do? Makes me just want to go back to sleep again. What a damned conundrum.
I'd even laugh if it weren't so real and serious. So here I am buzzing around again because I can't just sleep forever, well, I could, but without the intermittant wake-ups, you know. Work ethic back to maximum. Improvements all round except for the body, of course. I think I've reached a record low in weight. Just keep telling 'em I'm a bit ill, that's all.
It's a damn shame everything is so pointless. Nothing to live for. No great cause. No delusions to keep me playing the game. Fuck, no free will even.
But, it's so easy, right? Sleep and keep up with the benzos until I normalize. Then just fucking taper. It's simple.
So where are these motivizations or whatever supposed to be found? Anyone got any feelings on the subject? Anybody out there?