Maybe this Helps

I daydream about using some days. I sit there and ponder the obsession..Like a stalker would an ex-girlfriend. I call it Intimate Addicts. Its a secret sometimes, no one needs to know were taking that last hit. Or first hit. The times when we would hide, get all high and then walk out and try to put a straight face.

One thing I'm slowly learning is that there are triggers everywhere. that's the bottom line...But in the end you're the only trigger. When you look at it, you're the only one that can make that trigger fire. Your gun is loaded and will always be loaded. But only you can fire, and upon the firing of that shot you're the only to face the consequences.

Don't get me wrong it's said in theory. What I do is get onto soemthing else.Music, strong coffee, smoke a cigarette. and take a walk and think what if I did take a hit. what would really happen. Can I ?

And then it comes back to your senses.. Over and over..meetings help too. helping another addict is KEY, That get s you thru most hard times. It gives you confidence to be able to help.

You'll get stronger, try to have fun with it.. Like yeah Im a drunk, yep . that why I can t drink...I screw everything up when I drink.

I hope this helps..

Fabe

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