Friday, September 20, 2013

Feb 6 2013

I first went to rehab on Feb. 6 1996. I had no expectations...I didn't identify as an addict.The experience was absurd. It was a learning experience. 

Some people become homeless. Some people contract A.I.D.S.. Some people push pills through gaps in their teeth when their jaws are wired shut. Some people create fantasy worlds to live in. Some people refuse to be Pavlov's Puppies.

I am so mentally exhausted...