drforehead: (derp - I am so fucking screwed)
Dr Ryan Dalias ([personal profile] drforehead) wrote in [community profile] huggling 2016-04-03 12:56 am (UTC)

Paging dr Urvidian pls

It has been a long, long time since Ryan's had one of these nights.

He'd been egotistically thinking that maybe they were over for good, that he'd beaten t some how. Ten rotations of sobriety, that's all you need and you'll never have to think of it again!

But of course it could never be like that, Ryan KNOWS that, logically. You're never not an addict, once you've been one. You're just an addict who's continued to resist the urge.

He's not even sure what brought this one on, well hell if he knew what brings any of them on he would have done something about it ages ago. But it's his day off, the first one in over a week, when he starts to feel that itch.

He has options, he knows he does. Call his mom, call Sara from the SSA. But he knows how this goes and it isn't always pretty and... dammit.

He finds himself at Dr Urvidian's door almost without remembering walking there. He nearly knows about five times, tries to leave, stops himself. Rinse, repeat.

He can do this. He NEEDS to do this. He talked the guy down from the literal edge, he owes him one.

He knocks.

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