Waking up sick. Walking around a city I’m only vaguely familiar with. Don’t have a working car. Charges hanging over my head. Dwindling bank account. (My bail last week was $1,025 and I don’t even know yet what my van repair will cost). This doesn’t seem all that different from relapse. I’m trying to keep my head up but this is shaping up to be a really tough month. Still, I’m down but I could definitely feel worse. I’ve definitely felt worse. I’m not suicidal but I’m definitely depressed. That’s something at least.