There is something that I have been unable to forgive myself for also. I have talked about it for years but it doesn't ever seem to get resolved. My best friend of 18 yrs got ovarian cancer during my bottom. When she was diagnosed we were both living in CA. I was so wrapped up in my addiction and everything that goes along with it that I was not there for her at all. By the time I finally called her she was too sick to talk. She died 6 months after she was diagnosed in June and that was when she was suppose to get married. She had asked me to be the maid of honor. I didn't find out until the night before about the funeral and by then she was back on the east coast and I couldn't go to the funeral. I went to rehab shortly after. While I was in rehab my grandfather, who had cancer died and I couldn't go to his funeral either.
Baby crying....gotta go