I got a lot of stuff done but it hasn’t been fun.
Replaced gut flora. It can become deranged by drugs, dewormer and keep your body messed up for longer.
Got through to my mom and getting a social worker to help. Even ended up talking to police, who wondered why I was tripping out.
See I got fucked royal so I decided to tell my mom all the truth, no more bs.
The truth feels wonderful.
I wrote a lot about it, I wouldn’t go around sharing it, I’ll get it deleted eventually.
It’s been a long time coming to start doing the right things. All my friends know this, it’s most of what I talk about. (Also when shit gets done right, I won’t have to talk about it)
Oh and sleep has been like rolling around sweating and hallucinating. I can clean and talk so mom hasn’t noticed.
And yeah pretty much.