Dear Diary,
I feel a lot better knowing that I'm closer to recovery each day. It feels good to have hope, to try and stop at this evil addiction.
I've actually got no words to write down today, my brain doesn't seem to want to function on anything. And it also doesn't help that I have a headache too. I feel so tired right now, even while I was watching Harry Potter, which is my favorite movie. I don't feel like me anymore, even if that does sound weird it's true. I absolutely don't feel like myself anymore.
Write tomorrow ~A.J.
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