Chapter 3939 The Descent Fetish:>>Ep66
- As she came up from the deep waters of her opiate high and started feeling cold, clammy and uncomfortable she did some coke and rocketed out of the ocean and back to the atmosphere. Sometimes she would fall into a coma-like sleep after snorting Oxy and she felt good about getting more that, as her sleep hygiene had suffered greatly as her coke habit intensified.
- All of this was happening as Sharon blinded herself to the more dire implications of her behavior. She had nurtured her habits toward an addiction and because it felt good it had slipped into a blind spot that she'd developed perhaps to conceal that reality from herself. Without reflecting on her behavior and their eventual consequences, she was living a drug-fueled carpe diem that prioritized the pleasure of every passing moment above anything that might or might not occur in the future as a result.
- There was also yesterday's revelation that had served to lower the baseline of relative normalcy in Sharon's life. Seeing her husband fucking their daughter without so much as an attempt to conceal it behind a closed door meant that nothing was off-limits. There is a point when you veer so far off the road that the lines that originally guided you along the way have completely fallen out of memory. An aimless careen through the murky expanse of reckless abandon and unrestrained pursuit of pleasure. The Weaver's had left that road a long time ago.