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well here it is! i fucked it up again and this time spent 24 hours in an intensive psychiactric care unit. the bi-polar lady said my aura was light blue and that i should be a poet. the burnt out crack rock smokin navaho told me that she thinks the nurses are trying to kill her by feeding her the wrong pills. and malinda wouldnt stop screaming and pulling her hair out because somebody already ate all the animal crackers. hopefully one day i will live full time with people like these. the scariest was the twelve yeear old asian that didnt talk or sit just paced around the room.
so i am no longer in tuscaloosa, but in blacksburg to recieve the proper intensive therapies that i require. stage one started today and is as follows: make a pledge to not drink until new year and give up smoking. the doctor gave me pills to help with the dts and daddy bought me the patches and the gum, so day one hasnt been too horrible. step two starts tomorrow: find a job. i have never had a job before so shit. barnes and noble? kroger? im at a loss. step3: get a psychologist and a psychiatrist. so there it is. ill keep you posted with my achievements and my withdrawl syndromes from the three things i need most a)alcohol b)cigarettes c)jamey/jusikwa
this is going to suck.
so i am no longer in tuscaloosa, but in blacksburg to recieve the proper intensive therapies that i require. stage one started today and is as follows: make a pledge to not drink until new year and give up smoking. the doctor gave me pills to help with the dts and daddy bought me the patches and the gum, so day one hasnt been too horrible. step two starts tomorrow: find a job. i have never had a job before so shit. barnes and noble? kroger? im at a loss. step3: get a psychologist and a psychiatrist. so there it is. ill keep you posted with my achievements and my withdrawl syndromes from the three things i need most a)alcohol b)cigarettes c)jamey/jusikwa
this is going to suck.