An up against the wall for too many days time, time that crumbled as you crumpled and were ready, no not ready, crying for it to end. A day when death was your last and brightest hope. A day when your good days were enough, and in the balance, the weight of quiet was irresistably heavy.
A day after a four day bender, after an impossibly serious financial blow, after being fed up past your limits with the limits of your stupid relationship. A day when nothing you owned was worth defending.
So you asked for Valium. Compusure gained. Finances taken care of. Alcohol withdrawl shakes taken care of. Outdoor air and non-chemical adventures tasted. Yay, valium. Probably better than suicide.