I always get this way in the week of my anniversary of going clean from heroin.
Did I do the right thing? Why am here?…go through my head. And then the guilt associated with it. I still haven’t forgiven myself. Hurting people I love in that time, being something I’m not, wasting time. I could’ve been further in life.
Everyone says “you wouldn’t be the person you are if you hadn’t gone through all of that”.
Question is…do I even like that person?