Overdosed on meth last night. have to do more tonight so i can go get my dick sucked. afraid i'm gonna die if i do more tonight, but if i don't, then (((they))) win

EDIT: FORGET IT. ITS USELESS ASKING FOR HELP HERE WHETHER YOU KNOW IT YET OR NOT, YOUR MINDS HAVE ALL BEEN COMPROMISED. BY WHAT, I DON'T KNOW. BUT IT CAN'T BE A COINCIDENCE THAT PEOPLE I DON'T EVEN KNOW ALL WANT ME TO FAIL.

Listen, I hate getting all stereotypical and coming up paranoid meth-head theories, but my best guess is that this is being run by some sort of malevolent AI. That's based on my observation that the replies I've been getting from people seem to show a lack of understanding for human nature. There's something inside me [some sort of nanotech that was smuggled inside some drug I did along time ago] that is causing me to repeat the same actions every day of my life, even though they are not enjoyable and ultimately quite painful. And I won't ever be able to stop this until I finally succeed and reach the goal. That's the only way to smash through this and return to operating as an independent human being, meth or no meth. None of you offer any other plausible explanations. You just want to see me fail, for no rational reason. Maybe you all should see a therapist about that.