Well, I’ve had an unusual week. I’ve done meth every day, binging really hard on my off days (Monday Tuesday) and having a bad time. Paranoia etc. Then it was time to go to work, but I didn’t stop binging, just slowed down somehow. Short term tolerance I guess. I don’t know how I didn’t have issues at work without getting any sleep. One night of sleep this entire week oof. Constant redosing. Smoking meth in the bathroom at work. Still employed. Thankfully no psychosis or paranoia which is weird, I always get paranoid on a binge who doesn’t? Life is great choking down liquid Iv so I don’t die. Day 3 of binge 2 this week. That was yesterday. Clawing myself out of my hole after smoking god knows how much and replenishing my high in the bathroom at work. Kept it together somewhat. Then, big rush last night. Chased the dragon, but just felt more sober and uncomfortable. Got way too high many hours later. Stomach not functioning properly. Mind unpeeling itself like an onion. Perfectly clear flights of thought in the absence of hallucinations. Strong desire to contact coworker in pursuit of downers. Philosophical internal monologue. Usual meth psychosis nonsense but without paranoia. Makes no sense. I think I’m feeling what should be euphoria, but without any outlet. So I write this post, and delete most of it. I don’t know if there’s any point to this post, but it’s passing the time