Nothing makes sense. Lost again in the wilderness of my mind. My emotions wrought, fraught, maddening, ghastly. All of it pouring out of me like vomit. Panic, rage, bitterness, despair, dependency.
Leave me alone, make me disappear. I can’t numb this. I have to feel it and let it go, with love. It’s part of the process. Purging and transmutation. I hate it, I’m done.
Diary of an Ascending Addict 
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