My experiences are like a fluffy kitten compared to this guy
I don't like overcoming obstacles and rectification... I like a nice routine where everything is stable and my parents have their little idea about me and I know the truth and they are happy and so am i... untill I screw up and overdose and then lie about suicide to cover it up.. then i come clean about my use but they still don't know i was never suicidal....and i'm still using and i'm repeating the cycle of my parents thinking i'm clean and they are happy and so am i but i never felt bad about it untill I started reading this book.
aww man i'm screwed! I regret starting this book but at the same time i'm glad I did... hell I dunno. I won't stop using but i think i should cool it down atleast a little bit. It's not a problem now but what if it will be later? I mean I have self-control. I used to think I was a meth addict because that's what the NA people told me and I believed them in my weak state of desperation. I still know i'm not but i could be later on in life and that's NOT what I want.
And now I feel like a worthless druggie even though my life is seemingly perfect and i have great grades and a great future and i'm happy.... I never felt like anything could go wrong untill now.
CURSE YOU LITERATURE!