Here I am again sitting in my lonely room. Hope I can get to a meeting tonight. I hate where I am living and want to move. So guess I will get started by getting some things packed. I will miss my granddaughter but it is time to move on as I am not welcome here anymore. The money is gone so my daughter doesn't need me anymore. Friends told me this was going to happen. Why didn't I listen? I am not going to drink or use though even though I want to really bad. I am a survivor! I will make it!