The song that helped me stop.
Some asked me in another thread, why I decided to stop when I did, since there were really no external repercusions.
Corny as it sounds, a big part of my decision was the lyrics to the Valley of the Dolls theme. They kept running through my head. The read, in part:
Gotta get off, gonna get
Have to get off from this ride
Gotta get hold, gonna get
Need to get hold of my pride
When did I get, where did I
How was I caught in this game
When will I know, where will I
How will I think of my name
When did I stop feeling sure, feeling safe
And start wondering why, wondering why
Gotta get off, gonna get
Off of this merry-go-round
Gotta get off, gonna get
Need to get on where I'm bound
When did I get, where did I
Why am I lost as a lamb
When will I know, where will I
How will I learn who I am?
Copyright 1966 by Dory Previn and Andre Previn