It’s 1am

I relapsed. Again.

It’s so late at night, I feel absolutely horrible, sick even. I’m really shivery too. I can’t sleep, not with the guilt of what I’ve done tonight. I still need to make my bed, and clean my hands but I can’t make myself move.

I’m not making progress, haven’t for a year. It’s all starting to feel pointless.

I’m hardly putting up a fight anymore.