I really did not grasp how bad my habbit was until yesterday, when I found myself having to trawl half way across town to buy them. The first place I went that was the closest to home was not selling them as they had no pharmacist there, so I would up having to walk all the way to boots. Now you might think thats pathetic moaning about that right? Well I now have no choice. I must have the fix against ALL odds. I'm just glad I have the money at the moment to support it because if I did not I would wind up having to lie to people to get money to support it. It's the thing that happened to me when I never thought I could go any lower. It's that thing that you hate but love at the same time. I walked back from town past loads of people with tears streaming down my face repeating the words "what a fucking mess" over and over. I'm not putting any bets on how long I can hold this out.