Well, my head. I’ve been reading the posts I’ve made over the past 2 years, and I’m astonished at how hope… used to be so dominant, now seems so distant.
What is there to even hope for?
A refill on my Xanax?
I should buy groceries.
I should play with my dogs.
I should stop drinking.
I shouldn’t need to take Xanax.
I should stay out of my head.