I feel trapped and I feel like it’s not appropriate to talk to anyone about it. The kratom isn’t actually consoling at all, in fact at around 15-20 cups, it makes me dizzy and feel sick. But I still need it. I think I need it. I use it. It’s a habit. I must need it. I guess?

I feel trapped. And there’s no one to talk to. I’m scared. I can’t even send my psychiatrist a message. Therapist, I mean. Because I’m polite.

I’m going to die from claustrophobia or whatever you’d call it, being trapped, because I’m too polite to send my therapist a message.

Fuck.

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