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Made a visit home over the weekend.
This journal is officially dead.

Whatever chapter of my life that it captured is over.

How long can I stay on pause?

I am eating iced cream and sitting in an air conditioned house. All that I own today, is my sobriety ( Read more... )

I meant to read Casey's journal entry and forgot. I forget a lot of things lately. The heat sucks energy right out of me ( Read more... )

It's been a week for sure. I don't even know where or how to begin. My time at the gorgeous cabana is over. The house owner is a witch. If you don't know what one looks like, Google it. She's authentic.
I'm so glad, and I shall spare you love, the details.
The pool was awesome.

Our six month review hearing took place today. Praise God that's over.
Now I dig in and vindicate myself while watching every move I make and every word I speak. As of today, I am officially on trial--not a legal trial, but a personal one.
My public defender absolutely ROCKS.

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Things are going well. Sobriety is definitely a ride. This week was rough, and I am very blessed ( Read more... )

Some people stop at nothing to get some head. My sponsor was right, and it looks like I'm through with AA meetings in *that* part of town. You know, I really should have known.

Went home and vomitted.