kristilove's Journal

Nine days out of ten meth only enters my mind because of the memoir I am writing. That one lone day, it enters my mind for a few stupid seconds. I never allow myself, however, to entertain the thought, but when I am feeling drained, such as today, I can't help but temporarily compare my feelings with those I had when I was using. 

While pulling weeds, which is something I love to do still, I can't help but wonder if I would get more accomplished if I had a small bump. How do I overcome such an irrational thought? I just keep on pulling. Or look over to see what crazy antic my puppy is involved with. That ALWAYS provides a distraction from such an evil tempting idea.