I'm making it, though I have a hang nail on my left pinkie so hitting the shift key hurts, so does my tooth, but life's good. I'm going camping this weekend and gonna get burnt to a crisp with all my NA people so yeah I'm happy.
Yesterday I had a long talk with an old friend and I literally cried. She's not afraid to be tough with me. She said the shame from my relapse showed in my face. I'm better now. Not all better but a little better.
Last night I was offered the choice between getting high and going to the NA camp out and I chose the camp out without even thinking. I was even kind of offended that someone would want to get high with me. But who am I kidding. If it weren't for the camp out, I'd be high right now. Still kinda wish I could go to the camp out AND get high, but that's the addict in me poking it's ugly little head. I think I shall name my addict and his name shall be Dickie! Now I have Manny and Dickie fighting for control of this distorted mind of mine, but I will WIN!
On a personal not to my Kiwi Princess (hope that name doesn't offended, btwz) I looked up the weather in Dunedin and you live in a temperate paradise! I grew up on the Oregon Coast and I hate the hot weather where I am. It's only 9:00 AM right now and it's already almost 80 degrees . . . Celsius (jk!) you do the conversion. But it's fucking hot and it's going to be over 100 where I'm camping. Thank God for swimming. Thanks Jamie for being my #1 fan!
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