silver4's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The beginning But isn't there supposed to be a point when this stops? What am I supposed to do differently? I take a few pills and I float away for a couple hours at a time, and it saddens me to awaken in the same situation I was in before. And I fight the proclivity to rise, as I attempt to drift back down. I just need to accept that the right answer is not there. The sooner I realize that...who knows. I just wonder though. I wonder about it all. There has to be a happy medium. There has to be a meeting point. Or an acceptance point. I also feel like I should acknowledge this moment as one when I felt the need to lend caution to the assistance. Noted. 11:56 p.m. - 2014-04-06 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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