I’m not Dysfunctional. Part XXXIII

Neat, ok, this one wasn’t so bad. I was worried, yah. My heart rate has slowed down but not as much as I feared. I’m not in any danger, here. good, no problem, then.

I do wonder what it would be like to die on this stuff- what it would feel like, how it would be. My guess if that my heart would slow down too much at first, followed by the other organs shutting off because of that, which would cause my heart to go completely. I mean, I think that’s how it would go, based on what I’ve experienced. Like, heart, mostly -> brain -> muscles -> lungs -> other organs -> heart again -> death. Like, the heart slows, so blood can’t get to the brain, so the brain slows, so the muscles stop moving since your nerves control your muscles, which slows your breathing, since that is controlled by muscles, and the lack of breathing stops your other organs, which stops your heart completely, and you die.

Now that I think about it, it would seem as though Narcan is designed to stop this process by jump starting the heart, I guess. So yeah, my progression here makes sense. Uh, I think I’ve only gotten to stage… 4? Or maybe 5, kinda. Like, the whole “not breathing” part, defo. Maybe I’ve gotten to the point where my other stuff has kinda shut down, maybe I have and not felt it.

ugh, how… creepy. I mean, the whole “documenting this” thing. So… uncomfortable. It’s just so brutally morbid, lol. Really makes me wonder about the state of my girlfriends, and why they would be so attracted to… this.

LOL. Ha! Whatever.

Yeah, I know. It isn’t this, it’s the other stuff. But still, just the thought, lol.

Well, this wasn’t so bad. I’m up and about, nothing’s gone too wrong, the birds are chirping, the sun is smiling. I think I’ll get something to eat.

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