I'm trying... I really am... but it's so hard... so impossible... so craving... it's hard to imagine a feeling that's so intense that you can't control it... that takes over your rational thought so completely... you know it's happening, but you can't stop it. It's an infection that makes you ignore yourself and your sensibilities.
He's doing an excellent job... he's not returning the few calls I've given in to... but it's just killing me. I almost wish I could be sedated for the next few weeks.
just killing me.