It engulfs all whose lives touch the sufferer's. It brings misunderstanding, fierce resentment, financial insecurity, disgusted friends and employers, warped lives of blameless children, sad wives and parents - anyone can increase the list.
Sounds familiar, then again I have good friends who love me and who are very worried and/or supportive. Speaking of coincidences, I heard on the radio Aaliyah's version of that "pick yourself up, dust yourself off" song. This usually happens after a relapse. I'll see something or hear a song that assures me that everything will be okay. Sigh I sure hope so. I have to do this so I can show you actual progress. I'm going public with my dependancy because I need all the help I can get. And I like to post pictures.
Love,
Smobergirl
:)
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