This is a story about wakefulness promoting agents...

I used energy drinks to help me get through the aftermath of a screw-up back in May. I still had some left to help me get through a screw-up last week.

I forget how fragile my life is; how fragile my stability is.

I'm not aware how much I have recovered. I'm not aware how quickly I have destroyed that recovery.

It's only that I can remember key milestones, such as being hospitalised a year ago, or screwing up back in May - when I bought the energy drinks - that I can attempt to avoid repeating the same mistakes, which will hopefully break the cycle.

Unfortunately, uppers, downers, sleep deprivation and all those other things which are destabilising, seem to conspire and combine in ways that destroy my insight and render me dumb.

I often have no idea just how slow-witted and dumb I really am.

I've written and deleted thousands of words tonight.

I'm in Prague for the weekend. I have to go back to work on Monday; it's the start of another ordinary week. I have to carry on. I have to keep my 10-consecutive-month streak of uninterrupted work going for a bit longer. I have to pretend to be stable, even though I'm really not. I have to fix the things I've broken. I have to keep moving forwards, even though I sometimes take a backwards step.

Spending vast sums of money, international travel, seeing old friends after a long period of social isolation, caffeine, sudden changes in medication, sleep deprivation, drastic changes in alcohol consumption... it's bound to be very destabilising.

Work is relentless. Debt is relentless. Progress is imperceptible. Insight is hard.

I'm punch-drunk.

Tags: #caffeine