Maybe I should write a bit of a longer description of my situation and my past, even just for myself to look at? And maybe the moderators or whoever can move this into a more appropriate place. This is gonna be a real long post
Not to be too dramatic, but last autumn I kind of woke up to the feeling of my life slipping away. My life was all about craving isolation and instant satisficaction. My days consisted mostly of drifting thru my days anxiously waiting for the night so I could watch porn and smoke weed, maybe drink and binge on food, maybe some benzos too.