3:23 AM (Technically Monday) in Hello
- May 22, 2023, 3:30 a.m.
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I slept till 4:30 this afternoon. The way I felt yesterday, I needed it.
So I’m now at twenty-one days sober or three weeks if you will. In less than twelve hours I go in for my assessment for New Horizons outpatient rehab program. I’ve been asked if I’m nervous or scared and, well. I’m nothing. Totally doesn’t matter to me either way right now. 🤷♂️
I should probably try to sleep but I’m not tired or anything. I’m in an indifferent mood currently where I could just drop dead and nothing would change or even matter. I know my mom and aunt would be at my funeral. Couldn’t really say whether my brothers would give a shit or not. Ah, family.
Oooo aren’t we a Negative Nancy tonight…
Fuck it, back to my book
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Sleepy-Eyed John ⋅ May 22, 2023
I hear ya. It's hard to keep it in perspective sometimes, like does any of this matter? But I like to think that incrementally it does. One of my favourite thinkers says 'every area you strengthen strengthens all areas.'
So keep fighting the good fight!