done many drugs, an I don't think I can identify with having a drug of choice, but a lot of people do. It's all poison to me. I've overdosed twice, and ended up homeless once.
Somebody in this apartment has Vicodin, which I found by snooping, and I don't even use drugs anymore or have the desire to use. But for a few minutes ago I was thinking it'll be nice to get something to help me sleep next few days, but I try to think of it as choosing life or death. I'm very aware why I can't sleep, but I still engage in the behavior. Thing about having insomnia is that I get mad that I can't sleep, just making it harder to sleep. And I'm already projecting what mood I'm going to be in tomorrow with little sleep. TGIF tho.