No blue skies.
Only clouds.
Family friends visiting tomorrow.
I'll be good and clean and wash and dress up. Not invited out with them, but at least I won't look fat.
Can't bear dying slowly but I couldn't bear to survive a botched attempt.
I can't get rehab, I can't get medication, I have no job and my Mum hates my addiction. Well, so do I.
Right now I think I'll just wait for the cirrhosis verdict.
Then I got nothing to lose.
I either get taken seriously by the NHS or just end up giving up on myself.
Family and friends don't get left with confusion and upset if they know there's nothing they could have done anyway.
Right now just going for a kip.
Nothing sinister.
I just had some lovely dreams last night. To sleep perchance to dream?
Dinner tonight is steak anyway, so it's not my bag.
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Last edited by Sundae; 05-06-2013 at 09:48 AM.
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