I woke up and my head was about to explode. I carefully and very slowly got up from bet and went to kitchen to find paracetamol and fill up my bottle of water. It was only 6 am so after taking double dose of painkillers I went back to bed. I had a strange dream about weird apocalypse of zombie. In the dream we had to be quiet in order to live and not be attacked by zombie. I don't know why but all of sudden we were celebrating that we survived apocalypse and no one was getting sick anymore. Strange. As soon as I thought of that in my dream someone got sick and rushed to hospital to experiment on her in order to find a cure. 3 hours later I woke up. My eyes were still heavy but luckily my head was okey. Last time. Last time I did this to myself. I don't know how many times I said - this will be the last time -. But I gotta try and try and never give up. So I decided this will be a good way to start again and quit. You can stay if you wanna see how's the journey going.