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My weekend fucking sucked.I was getting ready to take my nephew out when we heard screaming.I ran outside and asked my neighbor what was wrong.Shes screaming her husbands dead.I called 911 and grabbed my friend and we rush into her apt.Her man is purple and bloated,deader than a doornail from overdose.We stayed with her in the roo m until the firetruck came.My nephew who is 9 was in there too.I was so scared that would have fucked him up.He was scared but I'm the one who's fucked up.I haven't slept much.Every time I close my eyes I see his body or I start thinking he's going to come after me.I'm scared to be alone and I'm scared to take my pain pills.Even though theyre prescribed to me by a doctor.I've been taking less than I should be taking.I also spent the past 2 weeks in the hospital.They told me I have gastric peresis which means my food doesn't go into my intestines so I vomit.Yay.At least the Reglans working.