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Those are good.
I'd never heard that one about high bottoms having trap doors. I hope not in every case. Ugh. That is my worst fear.
I see and hear so many people who came in the way I did last year (still having a job, house, kids, dog, etc) and all of them seem to end the same way...."I still had my job when I came in here the first time, but I didn't think I belonged/thought I could manage my use one more time...now I've lost it all and I'm back and humble and willing to work it your way." I can't tell you how many times I've heard it. It's what keeps me stepping.
I don't understand why I got to come to recovery and still have some things to my name and understand that I can't use anyway. I don't feel like I'm more clever then anyone else. Maybe just luckier. I have to be grateful that I know I can't use, I guess. I don't know what else to do.
Love,
KJ
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