I remember overhearing at the tennis game "I always take painkillers, I can't seem to get the doctor to prescribe anything else and I never sleep, and so with my morning coffee, I slip some liquor in it and take some Anadin, as simple as that." I sat and listened. Just in earshot. "It just calms me down and sets me off for the day." I see her take out a flask. Opening the lid she breathes in. "And days like this," she giggles. "I bring extra." Both the women now giggle I smile maybe this will work for me.
That night I went home and straight to the medicine cabinet they sold paracetamol in tubs of hundreds I was only 14 I'd only take a handful at a time not enough to harm me little enough to go unnoticed I felt the rush even before I took them I still have the journal from that time an off-balance teenager who never fit in a longing for freedom so deep maybe this could give me the wings to fly.