I'm just trying to put one foot in front of the other at this point. I feel like a wrung out dishrag. I know I'm going in the right direction but I don't feel like I have any coping skills. It's like I'm standing in an open field in a thunderstorm, just me and the elements and my fear and discomfort. I hate it. I know this is what I'm supposed to be doing, but I hate it. I know too much now to go back to the way things were, but I have no idea what the hell I'm doing.
LifeRecovery, I go home and just sleep and sleep. It feels almost like a grieving process.