Ok,Ok,y'all....I'll tell you how Im hangin (is that a bad enough US accent?). So Saturday was a bleedin nighmare....dont really know why but I was sooo very low and nothing I did helped. I went to score as normal and have been doing reasonable at cutting down...especially now hubby on board. We have just been doing our scripts(meth) and started splitting what we would normally have each,between us. So,instead of a bag each we have been sharing one and managing the small WRAB alright.The idea being that we would then miss a day,an increase the days between untill no more. And then we could deal with the meth. But,Saturday was just a day when for some reason I had so much self loathing that I didnt care anymore. So I scored and the did it again,and again,and again. You get the picture,right? The more I did,the more I hated myself. My mum had the kiRAB and I was just in a real spiral. It was made even worse cause I have been on hubbys case so much to be on board with me ,then he agrees and Im the one to buckle. I was a proper ,self hating mess. if Im honest,if I hadnt had the kiRAB in mind then Id hate to say what i wouldve ended up doing. It really was that awful. Suffice to say,I ended up passing out in a DEEP sluraber. Sunday I woke and the depression and self loathing were even worse,but my desire to use had gone somewhat and I managed to get through the day without. I do feel awful bout it though,and I know people say that a slip is just that so long as you get back on board. Well,Ive done that and so has hubby,but if Im honest,in my hearts of hearts,I dont ever want to see that CC again. What if she comes back? The thought terrifies me. I am trying very hard to be brave ,perky,and face this head on but Im walking a tightrope. I cant afford to fall off again. My kiRAB deserve better than me. Oh, silly me....now Im crying into the keyboard and will probably short the thing out.
So,there it is in glorious technicolour. Not pretty is it?
I do love you all though
CC xoxox