Roller coaster, roller coaster! Down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down. I felt it coming. I was so up up up Sunday night at the show. Up Up Up and talking way too fast. Conversation everywhere. The up feels good. The come down is scary. Would love something to keep me even but I am afraid of the long term affects of the medication.
The triggers and tears come too fast and easy on the come down. I could feel it coming last night. Anyway. I'm going to be easy on myself today. I'm still off sugar and I won't go back. Down or not. Dear God, let this be easy. Let today be easy. I will drink tea and find a Law and Order marathon before work. I will pray and maybe walk. Roller coaster. Roller. Fucking. Coaster.
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