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Day Two

I think I'm going to keep an, albeit brief, record of withdrawal here. Why? Because I can't talk about it in the real world without sounding like a fucking drug addict. Which, you know, I am, but I don't like talking about it face-to-face with people. I tend to cry.

So far on day two we have the random pains in my usually good spots, such as my right hip, attached to my good leg, and right shoulder, also known as the good one. So, that's kinda weird.

Tomorrow is when this gets fun, ya'll.

Kill me.

- Aly