Herr Ångest
Huvudvärken tränger sig på Jag vet varför de blir så Blundar hårt för att slippa se Herr ångest som på återbesök é Jag kippar efter luft, pärlor av svett "kom så leker vi på mitt lilla sätt" Hans...
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Huvudvärken tränger sig på Jag vet varför de blir så Blundar hårt för att slippa se Herr ångest som på återbesök é Jag kippar efter luft, pärlor av svett "kom så leker vi på mitt lilla sätt" Hans...
We're not in Eden anymore. It's not hidden inside a packet, or a pill box or a glass bottle. No longer is the heartache worth the fruit's allure - The poppies are withering, the grasses now barren.
Lying here, sick in bed, Ice cold flannel to cover my head, Sun stroke is what I think it might be, Headaches and vomiting, I just want to be free.
Started having a few beers with my mates. Every Saturday night drinking till late. Then the weekend got longer. The urge became stronger. Friday was the start of a three day binge.
Little charlie is breathing on his own now, he has been put on cardio treatment for the swelling... The Dr's say maybe with this treatment he could possibly wake.
So after it all. I survived the fall. Been tossed and turned. And had my fingers burned. But the road to recovery is here. And finally everything has become clear. I'd all but given up.
Been going to the gym for nigh on 3 weeks I've hit all the lows and now I'm hitting peaks weights getting heavier,Runnings getting faster And as for the cross trainer,I'm a god damn master!.
"Becca..." I whispered. I took a hold of her hand. I flinched from the coldness. I took her hand in between my two hands and rubbed them together trying to create heat. "Becca...your so cold.
"You will remember me" a voice whispered in my ear. I did my best impression of a snort, or what sounded to me like a snort, then smiled a little bit, even though it hurt too much. "Of. Course. I.
Hi I'm phil, I'm a ex-alcoholic... But know I find myself getting drunk on opuss!!. Some of the stuff I've read on here, is totally amazing.
Please repost I really need to get word out because I really want to help. ( ̄^ ̄)ゞ Don't be shy too. If you have any Questions ask me!.
First time at the gym today Please let it end I started to pray But got to get myself fit for work Bet I looked like a complete berk Been off sick for over 8 weeks Bright red face and flushed red...
My release from prison. Was a fresh start for me. The people I'd meet. The places I'd see. I quit all my drugs. I gave up the drink. It wasn't as easy. As you'd like to think. I met this woman.
Eve and Alex sat watching Josh tear up and down the street on his scooter.
One of the doctors wakes me up from my sleep. I guess I fell asleep after being in a lot of pain and being so overwhelmed. "ok, Nancy we have to take her back home." one of the doctor says.
Just before I can say another word I fall asleep. From the intense pain. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When I wake up the doctors are talking to each other.
I am bleeding and crying, watching her stand there, just watching me die. I am furious, so I use all the strength I have left, and get my sword and strike her side. She falls and I feel victorious.
-TIFFANY- I rolled over and tumbled onto the floor, realising as soon as I hit the wooden floor that I wasn't on the same side of the bed I normally sleep on.
I had to concentrate for this. One slip and both of our lives would be gone forever. I took some deep breaths. You can do it, I assured myself.
After showering and changing, packing a suitcase full of my clothes and hers, I ran down the stairs, realising I'd been a little longer than I promised.
After a night of excess, Payment is due. Stomach is angry, Forehead is too. Reach for the tablets, Numbing the pain. What did I do. Dehydrated brain.
He was a happy chappy Until he hit his teens He withdrew from all he knew He never looked clean The voices talked a lot Telling him about the plot He was confused His mind was fused His body all...
The next time I woke up Adam wasn't there. The few days after that were a blur, waking up and then slowly slipping back into darkness.
I woke in a dark, tent on a handmade stretcher that had been propped up with some books. My chest ached and the world seemed slightly out of focus. Voices whispered outside, making me curious.