"Begin Again"

While everyone may think I have some clean time under my belt, today is actually day 1 all over again.
I got so fucking high yesterday and on to last night that by 1:30 AM I was having heart palpitations.  Finally, at around 2, I grabbed the pipe, took 1 last hit, and said "all done" and went inside, took my meds, and went to bed.  I then, surprisingly, fell asleep rather quickly.  So here I am today, back at square 1 and shaky but at my heart, determined to do this.  I'm already fucking craving my first morning bowl to wake me up but I have to just ride this first part out and get through the detox stage and then concentrate on feeling normal again.
I'm already mentally prepared for what the next few days are going to be like physically, and am grateful that over the past week I've set in motion the reconnection with my support group and my Sponsor.  I'm going to need them for the week ahead of me.  I'm also going to need whatever Higher Power exists out there that I've lost faith and trust in over the past.  I know that, alone, I can't do this.  I'll need my friends, my mom, and whatever God exists out there if I want to stay on course and not fuck this up.