Melancholy and FEAR

[charack]

Last night I was awake long in to the wee dark hours of the night. That time when all those in recovery know we should have long since went to sleep, but somehow lack the will needed to tear ourselves away from demons. It is the twilight time when memories prey upon regrets and self loathing. The time where in I pull out the box of old photos, the

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[charack]

I need to go to bed sooner. I am losing my program here, and need to talk to my sponsor about it. I am hoping that work will help rebalance me, but I am concerned that I am losing my emotional distance. Anyway, blah, blah, blah.