Zero Alcohol.
Listened to music. Sick all day and night. Really bad. Feeling utterly wretched. Thought about the things ive done to myself. Rabid self abuse. Im tearing my soul to tatters. My internal organs must be putrid, all mushed up. Thats what they feel like. Ive heard of hitting myself over the head but this is murder. Its the highs and lows of alcoholism and to a lesser degree pills. First I float then I crash into the trenches and creases of illness. This is truly a sick kingdom that I choose to inhabit. Quite fitting for the ghoul but very hard for my gentler side to take.
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