My stomach is better but my mind is still f**ked. Feel like a confused child. Didn't sleep until 4am. Going home today. Asked Mum to get me Nytol and she phoned a therapist for me. I'm not to drink he told her on the phone. (Yeah yeah like i'll listen). I'll see him next week.
Drink only hides the problems for a few hours. Watched television. Took 2 Nytol and slept an hour later.
Zero Alcohol
NB I never did see the therapist. I f**ked it all off like the petulant, stubborn poet I am.
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