
"You met me at a very strange time in my life"
Yesterday I began my third, and I hope the last, attempt to stop taking anxyolitics once and for all. After a lost year of my life and a pile of different pill’s boxes, some of them even still closed, I think that this is the very best moment to start a personal blog. Sure. Moreover, the morbid fascination of reading about others' problems and the mentions to the Fight Club will make me famous...
I'm so afraid of getting asleep.
I'm finding the abstinence so awfully hard... My brain decided to start torturing me with nightmares that exceed the typical terror and the habitual anguish. And I know that tomorrow, when time to open my eyes, I will remember that nightmares were only the nice beginning.
Anyway. At least I have made great progress today. I have discovered that chocolate, because of the tryptophans and its conversion into serotonin later, helps me to palliate a little bit the first sensations, which have already begun to invade my head. Besides I've decided to start this. And all of us know that unburdening one's mind supposes a liberation of considerable pressure.
"When people think you're dying, they really listen, instead of just waiting for their turn to speak"
And all we need is to talk. But nobody wants to listen to, so the Worldwide Web said: "Let there be Blogs". And we, the Internautes, saw the Blogs, that they were good.
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