Day one. Dope free. I went to the clinic today and got the first dose of methadone.
I'm out of dope so I threw away all my rigs.
Day two. I can't believe it's been two days without junk.
Fucking smack, it just ruins peoples' lives.
At first it seems so sweet, then you wake up next to a monster.
Day three. I haven't had anything for three days now.
This withdrawal is killing me. It's like shock therapy to my guts.
Day four. Last visit to the clinic. My whole body feels like it's cracking into pieces.
Fragile doesn't even come close to describing how I feel.
Day five. I'm sick as a dog, but this handful of painkillers
and a lotta whiskey's gonna get me through.
Day six. When I'm left to my own devices I go fucking insane.
I'll never use heroin again.
Day seven.I can't believe I'm clean!
Day eight. Everyone says I look better
Day nine. The parasites are panicking
Day ten. They seem amazed that I'm alive!
Cand psihologia se face pe internet. Și când șarlatanii par asumați.
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Am vazut zilele trecute, pe instagram, un film de la o tanti, despre care
am mai vorbit in trecut , si care se dă mare expertă in psihologia asumată.
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