Medication

     I handed over 950mg of Tramadol last night. Yes, I intended to use it. But is that really the point? I think what matters most is that I'm still here, even if that's a bad thing. I ended up making little scratches on my arm last night, but that's really not a big deal.
   
     I'm sorry I've been so coldly distant; I haven't felt much like writing. I have, however, been composing things on the piano and crocheting quite a lot, so, for the most part, I'm doing healthy things with my time.