I'm insane. I'm ill. I'm an addict. I'm hungry. I'm angry. I'm lonely. I'm tired. But most of all, I'm fucked.
I'm sick of not having the strength to stay clean for more than one day as of last. I just want to be where I was. I surrender, I know I'm powerless over everything but myself. I just wish that a month from now I could look at this and be like "Shit, I've really progressed, I'm already at a month clean and got to where I want to be." Then again, you don't always get what you want, so we'll see what happens.