Dollyangel17

I went to visit a friend of mine today who bartends at a restaurant. I sat there sipping my coke when two men walked in...appeared to be father and son.

It wasn't long before I could hear most of the conversation as the younger man was talking loudly. The dad must have been confronting him about drug use, because the young man was defending himself saying he only slipped a couple times with cocaine, then there was defending him pawning someone's ring.

I sat there trying to talk to my friend so we wouldn't overhear, but it was hard not to. I found it sad for both of them.

I looked down at my coke and said a tiny prayer that I was sober, and don't have to feel that guilt over the endless circles of lies that was becoming the norm for me before I quit.

wakko

Addiction is hell both for the addict and those around them. I thank God daily for each day of sobriety and pray for those still suffering.