Anyway, I'm still here. Not dead. Not dead drunk. But still a drunk, you know. I had to go down to 20 mg per day for my job's sake. it was an absolute. I have been at that level for at least a month (got as high as 140 or 160, i think, and felt some magic, but also was unble to function).
I DO note that when I forget to take my doses for 2-3 days, i have MASSIVE panic attacks. But that's cool, whatever. I bought a pill box. It's not sexy, but it helps. I think I'm going to try and go up again. Today was my last day at work in the office. I'm moving to NYC and my boss is letting me work remotely. No rules. No schedule. No self-discipline. I'm frightened.
Anyway. Hey all, what's up.
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