Limping through the days like this is not great, but what other choice did I have?
Trying to work this job, learn all the new stuff and dealing with different people is stressful and I needed the Diazepam to calm things down whenever they got out of hand
I have a history of drug use, yet they were more than happy to give me the Pregabalin and Diazepam
Not a good situation, and to say the amount of mental pain it’s causing is an understatement
Fear they might recommend hospital to ‘fix’ me. If I say no, they always send a team of people round to threaten me with the law if I don’t go
But would it be of benefit to get them to fix me?
I was told before the hospital can change things much faster
This song is not for the living
This song is for the dead
With my face against the floor
I can’t see who knocked me out of the way
I don’t want to get back up
But I have to, so it might as well be today
Nothing appeals to me, no one feels like me
I’m too busy being calm to disappear
I’m in no shape to be alone
Contrary to the ■■■■ that you might hear
So walk with me, walk with me
Don’t let this symbolism kill your heart
Walk with me, walk with me
Just like we should have done right from the start
Walk with me, walk with me
Don’t let this ■■■■■■■ world tear you apart
I am on diazepam and only 2 mg, which, I believe, is like one step away from being totally free off it. It took time to get over my anxiety. Or else it died a natural death.
About being taken to the hospital.
Here they don’t want you unless you are a danger to yourself or others.
Tell yourself the hospital doesn’t want you and the police have better things to do than take you away.
Don’t freak out by the police, try and be fond of them and reasonable. You know all this.