3:23 AM (Technically Monday) in Hello

I slept till 4:30 this afternoon. The way I felt yesterday, I needed it.

So I’m now at twenty-one days sober or three weeks if you will. In less than twelve hours I go in for my assessment for New Horizons outpatient rehab program. I’ve been asked if I’m nervous or scared and, well. I’m nothing. Totally doesn’t matter to me either way right now. 🤷‍♂️

I should probably try to sleep but I’m not tired or anything. I’m in an indifferent mood currently where I could just drop dead and nothing would change or even matter. I know my mom and aunt would be at my funeral. Couldn’t really say whether my brothers would give a shit or not. Ah, family.

Oooo aren’t we a Negative Nancy tonight…

Fuck it, back to my book