Day 19 – Struggle Bus
Rough day.Rough start, rough middle, rough everything. That damn voice…The addict voice wasn’t whispering today—it was fucking screaming.Full volume.“You can’t do this.”“One bite won’t matter.”“You’re tired. You deserve something.” Deserve?What I deserve is peace.What I deserve is freedom.What that voice wants is chaos. I rode the Struggle Bus all fuckin day.Slumped in the back seat.Sweaty … Read more