Shitty

Having a shitty time of it this past weekend and so far this week.

Realizing that I've got some pretty significant problems around alcohol, sleeping pills and then rebound insomnia, and that I can't manage them simply by cutting down on how much I consume of the first two.

Really stopping to examine everything that's happened over the past 2+ years in LA, and starting to realize what an awful descent it's been. Not. Healthy. At all.

Going to go on the wagon for a bit and see if I can't find some direction and self-control. I don't think it's going to be pretty, but as the book says, "Life is suffering."

Send me good thoughts. I need it.
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