Jun 02, 2018 at 02:49 AM
ps. it's 2018 now. i finally weened off the last of my opiates in feb of this year. i no longer need a cane. there is some residual pain from the sciatica that tylenol and lakota take care of in the colder months. today my daughter gets married and I will be able to walk her down the isle: sober and without a wheelchair/cane.
there is hope. believe it. live it.
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I was drawn to all the wrong things: I liked to drink, I was lazy, I didn't have a god, politics, ideas, ideals. I was settled into nothingness; a kind of non-being, and I accepted it. I didn't make for an interesting person. I didn't want to be interesting, it was too hard. What I really wanted was only a soft, hazy space to live in, and to be left alone. ~ Charles Bukowski
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