OK, so I have this problem: I keep coming up with ideas for LJ posts, but then I figure "Wait, I can't write that, until I've written this other, bigger thing that I was going to write...at some point
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'Where Are You Going?': It used to be I'd wake up in the night in a cold sweat in response to this various question. Then I started freaking in broad daylight. Then I started drinking a lot, so now I just wake up at night to run to the bathroom and pop a few aleve. At this point, I'm headed to either the Betty Ford clinic or the Cyrhosis wing of St. Vincent's.
'What was it like?': Don't get me started. I fill pages.
'Where have you been?': (see above). Stick around, and I'll tell you everything. I love a good story.
'Why': Usually due to my love of a good story.
'xxxo': Next time I'm staked out in front of your window, I expect you to leave the curtains open.
Careful what you wish for. Unless you temporary unemployment comes complete with severance package, it totally fucks you up- especially if you're moving. I'm back to my full ramen-and-peanut-butter diet that I thought I gave up during my last unemployment crisis.
. Story about the 17 year-old coming up presently. I actually have a job tommorrow, so I should have some extra time.
from someone who went down the ritalin path as a means of staying awake....I must recommend that you steer clear of it. i had no need to take it in ireland, as i was allotted plenty of sleep time, but I noticed a strong difference in my ability to function. For a month straight I was tired all of the time, and would think to myself, 'i could take one, and be ok.' i know, i know, i sound like a character out of valley of the faggots, but still, be warned. I'm not sure whether this was the recommended course of action from your shrink or if you, like me, plan manipulating a shrink into prescribing you something by staring off into space during therapy sessions. or perhaps this could just have been a thought bearing no real meaning. but whatever. be careful, charlie. prescription drugs are bad. bad. bad bad bad bad. bad. bAd. BaD
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Actually, a bevvy of trained professionals has been recommending ritalin to me ever since I was 4 years old, when I was diagnosed with ADHD well before it was cool. My father was all for it, but my mother seemed to object, until round about college when she said I should "just take the god damned speed, it's obvious you're not going to work to get better".
Somehow, it took awhile to get around to it.
I'm fine with being a character out of Valley of the Fags, so long as I'm the one who's strung out, and yet successful. I have dreams of being happily fulfilled in my career, whichever one I have (in the dreams it is one which makes me world famous, of course, but I'll settle), and no amount of substance abuse tarnishes the fulfillment.
i understand babe....just wanted to let you in on the addictive powers of something as seemingly harmless as a 5mg pill of pseudo-speed.
oh, and if you already have anxiety...it intensifies with each pill. well, maybe not. since i did not really have any need for the drug with the exception of its speed-like properties, perhaps i experienced effects not found in people who really do 'need' it.
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'What was it like?': Don't get me started. I fill pages.
'Where have you been?': (see above). Stick around, and I'll tell you everything. I love a good story.
'Why': Usually due to my love of a good story.
'xxxo': Next time I'm staked out in front of your window, I expect you to leave the curtains open.
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. Story about the 17 year-old coming up presently. I actually have a job tommorrow, so I should have some extra time.
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Hedge Funds will give me internet access, right? Right? What the fuck is a Hedge Fund, come to think of it?
Oy.
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Which could help find a bartending job pronto.
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My father was all for it, but my mother seemed to object, until round about college when she said I should "just take the god damned speed, it's obvious you're not going to work to get better".
Somehow, it took awhile to get around to it.
I'm fine with being a character out of Valley of the Fags, so long as I'm the one who's strung out, and yet successful. I have dreams of being happily fulfilled in my career, whichever one I have (in the dreams it is one which makes me world famous, of course, but I'll settle), and no amount of substance abuse tarnishes the fulfillment.
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oh, and if you already have anxiety...it intensifies with each pill. well, maybe not. since i did not really have any need for the drug with the exception of its speed-like properties, perhaps i experienced effects not found in people who really do 'need' it.
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