8 days sober this time

Today is the day where everything I did wrong and every slight to my pride begins to manifest throughout my auroa as little worms. They are wriggling all around me. They are feeding on some kind of weakness. Possibly some kind of decay? This is the part where I start to get a slight case of the fuck its. It will only grow more intense from here. Like waves crashing down on me. Around three weeks I will be begin to forget why I am staying sober. The wriggling worms will begin to eat their way through me and I … Continue reading 8 days sober this time