will this anxiety ever subside, will life ever be a normal ride. This does not make sense i have no defense. my hands are bloody and i have no water to rinse . i cant describe the way i feel inside . sometimes i just wish the addiction would die an i could become alive instead of being a junkie an living deprived. i go to therapy and take my meds but sometimes that devil pops up in my head. Hey you can do it once or twice. you remember it feels so nice. you just gotta pay the price and oh yea give me your life . I have to stay strong to move along until these feelings are long gone.