My mom called one of our friends last night to tell her that she has gone 16 days without doing any drugs or anything. The friend knows, my dad knows, my brother knows, and probably some other people… But she couldn’t tell me herself. I keep on trying to work on forgiveness, and everytime I think I’m moving on, I get hit like a ton of bricks with emotion and anger. For those of you that know me, know that I am not an angry person. I stay angry for 5 minutes and then move on. I’m typically very quick to forgive. But this time has been the hardest struggle I have ever dealt with. I’m praying. And I’m trying my hardest. I just keep coming full circle.
It’s like drowning but you just won’t fucking die.