I kind of remember what it’s like to have my dopamine and serotonin back. I don’t know if that’s correct, it’s a gross oversimplification.

To feel alive, happy, young.

I was a happy youngster. I know a lot of children struggle like I as an adult am struggling. But as a child, me, in particular, I was very happy and just well-behaved and capable and just a quality person.

It started second year of grad school, when I abused kratom and marijuana. I fell behind in my studies.

Somehow finished up with the master’s, but…

And it’s been bad ever since. I haven’t done drugs in a while, it’s still bad.


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